Chapter eighty three

Luka's POV

Her bed was neatly made. The pillows were perfectly arranged on their respective corners, the sheets were smooth and her closet wasn’t empty except for a few spaces . There was nothing to indicate that any one of her possessions had been missing but I didn’t feel alright .

I closed the door slowly and leaned against it. My chest was tightening with every breath. It wasn't the fear from seeing her room empty but something darker and colder. A chill ran down my spine. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself, hugging myself tightly. I took a couple steps closer to the bed.

I needed to breathe, just breathe.

Emily was probably just in the garden or in the kitchen with Cassie but none of it helped with the way I was feeling.

It was as if I was going to pass out.

I began to move towards the kitchen, the maids froze when they saw me.

“Where is Emily?” I said in a sharp voice. They all stood silent. Their faces were grim and fearful.

“Where is she!” I demanded, taking anot