Frederick was always disciplined in his daily routine.
He had a habit of morning workouts, typically waking up around seven, spending an hour running in the basement gym, and then heading upstairs to freshen up and get ready for the day.
But today, he slept in.
Leah had wandered around the garden, checked on the new Diana roses blooming in the greenhouse, and brought a few back to the house. By the time she stepped inside, it was already 8:30, but there was still no sign of Frederick.
He wasn’t in the gym.
There were no signs of him jogging along the tree-lined paths either.
Leah couldn’t help but wonder if he’d really come back. Even his usual Cullinan wasn’t in the driveway. Leah handed the roses to a passing servant and went upstairs alone.
Frederick and Leah slept
