Killian’s Pov
After I dropped the call, I just sat there, staring at my phone like it had betrayed me.
Nolan said he didn’t know where she was.
He lied.
He had to have lied.
Where the hell is my wife?
Where is she sleeping? Whose bed is she lying on?
The thought made something dark rise in me.
I was furious—boiling.
I tried to calm down, to focus. I told myself to just... breathe.
I needed to find her.
I needed to bring her back home.
This is her home, isn’t it?
This was what she wanted all along—me, the house, the marriage.
So why the hell is she running now?
I pushed the thoughts aside and opened my laptop, hoping work would distract me.
Emails. Just emails.
But even as I read, my mind wasn’t there.
I kept wondering what she was doing.
Was she safe?
Was she crying?
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