Matio Rodriguez:
I felt bad the whole day. Maybe I went too far last night. It wasn't necessary. But maybe it had to be done for the best. I hoped it hurt a lot. After finding the home calm, I sent Mila away.
I came home around 9 PM, a bit later than usual, but earlier than in recent days, and found the house silent. Maria usually leaves around 7, but this calm felt different. There was no dinner on the table, and I didn't sense Sara's presence.
I checked the whole house. Yup, she wasn't there. I freshened up, and an hour passed, yet there was still no sign of Sara. Another hour passed, and worry began to gnaw at me. It was already 11 PM.
As far as I knew, she'd usually be in bed by this time. This felt wrong. I tried calling her—don't ask me how I got her number; I just had it for sec
