Sebastian pov
I returned home earlier than usual this afternoon.
The house was too quiet.
My house being silent these days is never a good sign.
I opened the door to my bedroom first. Quiet. The bed was untouched. No sign of her.
No, Natalie.
I checked the bathroom.
Empty.
Her room.
Empty.
The pressure in my chest tightened. Not pain.
Fear.
I walked down the enormous staircase slowly, but every step felt heavier than the last. I stopped at the kitchen entrance, Mrs. Sarah was instructing a maid.
She turned when she sensed me.
“Where is my wife?” I asked calmly.
Mrs. Sarah blinked. "Mrs. Matteo… I saw her last in the dining room after breakfast.”
After breakfast.
It's past two in the afternoon.
Something cold slid down my spine.
She wouldn't dare, but Natalie had never f
