L A N D O N
FRANCE
A few nights ago…
When I was done making Miranda something to eat at two in the morning, I walked my way up to our bedroom to give it to her. Even though I know I'm not much of a great cook, I still want to make her something even the simplest things to show her that as her husband, I can serve her too and not just her to me and the kids. I've been practicing my best to make her the greatest meals I can ever cook for her and if not the best then maybe something edible at least.
When I reached the bedroom, she wasn't there anymore. I placed the tray down on top of our bedroom table, turned on the lights of the entire place and walked to the bathroom. She's not there too.
I began to panic. Where could she be?
I walked to the kids but I couldn't find her there as wel
