Present
DESPITE MY EXHAUSTION, I WOKE UP THREE TIMES IN THE NIGHT, HOPING Torin had returned. He never did. I had no missed calls or texts. Feeling a twinge of panic filter into my bloodstream, I decided to check in with him.
Me: U ok?
I made sure the ringer was on and lay in the dark, hoping for a reply. The next thing I knew, I was waking a fourth and final time to the smell of breakfast cooking.
Torin hadn’t replied.
I quickly got moving in the hopes that he might have come back and slept on the couch to keep from waking me. I found Rowan and Keir together in the kitchen. Rowan stood at the stove frying sausage while Keir sat at the table, sipping coffee. Both had their eyes on a small kitchen television showing a news program.
“Good morning,” I greeted them.
Both were so engross
