Stefan made a mad dash home after he was told she discharged herself. He didn't wait to kill the engine before he was flying out of the door and running towards the house like a mad man. "Rella!?"
He yelled out her name.
"Sir is something wrong?" Henry the butler asked meeting him halfway through the living room.
"My wife, is she here?"
"Madam hasn't been back since both of you left yesterday."
"You're sure?"
"Absolutely." Stefan walked past the old Butler and made for the stairs holding on to the possibility that she might've come home without Henry's knowledge.
He pushed open their bedroom door calling out her name once more but there was no answer. He threw open the closet to find everything intact; no item was out of place. She'd taken nothing with her.
Stefan staggered back,
