Matteo's pov.
I groaned in my sleep and trailed my hand on the bed, searching for my wife. I patted some more on the cold and wrinkled bed sheet before half opening my eyes and peeking through to assure myself I wasn't dreaming. But the other side of the bed was empty. I quickly got up. My sleep flew away, and I was fully awake to find Anna was not sleeping beside me. My eyes keenly roamed around the room as I recalled what happened last night. Everything was perfect. We were perfect. We made love, and I told her that I loved her when I couldn't stop myself anymore. I wanted her to know how I felt and what she meant to me. But she did not return it. She did not even respond. Hell, she did not say anything after that. She was… quiet.
She let me hold her in my arms, and we slept lost in e
