LACIE POV:
I pull up to the gate and punch in the code, anxious to see behind it hoping a certain someone will be there. It creeps open before I pull in and glance around. My heart skips a beat when I see his truck in the front of the house.
“Little one, he left without his truck remember? He shifted into Dante before leaving so I’m not sure he will be here.” Freyja tries her best to break the news to me gently but my heart still becomes heavy with that information.
“Do we even know WHY he left as Dante yesterday? He didn’t even say goodbye just up and bailed.” I’m getting sadder the more I think about it, what is this feeling?
“I’m not sure, I bet Tom will know the answer, I did see keys and a phone on the counter that I’m sure don’t belong to either of them.” She might be right
