Chapter 85-Who are they?

DOMINIC.

I scatter the petals on the ground, from the door to the dining table, and I smile as I look at my handiwork.

Small candles are spread across the living room with red petals. With Savannah out of the house, I thought it'd be best to have a nice dinner, especially after the moment we shared last night.

I rush upstairs and change into more decent pants and a shirt, just white socks. I walk back down to the table.

I check my time, and it's 7:45, and I know she will soon be home. I set down the food and walk towards the fresh flowers I bought, placing them in the chair I set for her.

I look around and smile to myself. I can't wait to see her reaction when she gets down. I sit at the table to wait for my wife.

Time goes by, and she isn't home yet. I check my time, and it's 8:25, and I frown. She should've been home by now. I pull out my phone and call her, and it rings for the longest, but there's no answer.

I frown. Is she in traffic? I redial her number and no answer. Maybe I sho