Cole’s POV
I was annoyed.
No—scratch that.
I was at an alarming level of pissed off.
The only thing they’d managed to find after hours of searching was Emily’s spoilt phone. The screen was shattered beyond repair, smeared with dirt like it had been dropped in a struggle. My chest burned just looking at it, and the knot in my stomach twisted tighter with every second that passed without her.
Where the hell was she?
I was sitting alone in my house, the silence feeling heavier than usual, my elbows resting on my knees, hands rubbing over my face. I’d gone through every possible scenario in my head—k********g, an accident, maybe she ran off—but none of them made sense. Emily wasn’t like that. She wouldn’t just disappear without a word. Not two weeks before our wedding.
I was halfway los
