Erin’s POV
“Carlos…” I mumbled in my sleep. My hand reached out to him. My fingers brushed over cold sheets. I opened my eyes, staring at the empty space beside me.
Carlos wasn’t there.
I reached out again, like somehow I had missed him the first time.
Nothing.
Where was he?
The sheets were cold.
How long had he been gone?
I pushed myself up too fast, panic rushing through me before I could stop it. Both hands flew straight to my stomach.
The baby.
I pressed my palms over the curve of my belly, holding my breath.
Nothing.
My heart started pounding harder.
“Please.”
I rubbed my stomach gently, waiting.
Then a small flutter moved in my stomach.
I let out a shaky breath.
I looked back at Carlos’s side of the bed. The room was dark, the bathroom light off.
“Carlos?”
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