“She’s gone,” I mumbled, sitting on the bed. I looked around, yet the coldness and silence inside the bedroom gave me a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I tried not to overthink. ‘Maybe she’s inside the toilet and perhaps, cooking our breakfast’ My fickle mind kept saying my core said the opposite.
“My belle?” I asked, standing up to see her bathroom. It was empty. I left the room and checked the kitchen, but there was nothing. Not even a single hair nor her lovely scent was around.
My eyes glimmered in tears, but I wiped them away with my arm.
My instinct was right. Mia left me.
I headed back inside the bedroom and took my phone to call her. After dialing her number, all I could hear was endless ringing. She wasn’t answering it. I tried again, but the line was busy, then w
