My heart sank, and I began to shake, especially when I saw her troubled frown.
"He could have left hours ago!" she exclaimed, holding her head as she paced. “I had no idea."
"Think back. Did you hear anything?" I inquired with fear in my voice.
"Not really. I went to sleep at some point, and when I woke up, I checked on him like usual, but he wasn't in bed," she said, sighing in exasperation. "At first, I was worried he'd fainted, so I checked every single room, but..." she trailed off as she stared at the floor. Her pupils were dilated, and she had a faraway look in her eyes.
After a few seconds, she raised her head and said, “I'm sorry."
Although I didn't let on, this was terrifying to me. He had just come home and wasn't one hundred percent healthy. If he were attacked o
