105. Until your Mick is here

Michael's pov -

I wake up with a smile, my heart still filled with the beautiful memories of yesterday. The warmth of the morning sun filters through the curtains, and I turn to my side, expecting to see Abigail's peaceful sleeping face. But she's not there. Panic sets in, and I quickly sit up, my eyes scanning the room.

I rush to the bathroom, hoping she's just freshening up, but she's not there either. My heart aches with worry. Where could she be? Did something happen?

I pick up my phone and call reception, my hands trembling. "Did Mrs. Pattinson leave the resort?" I ask urgently.

"Yes, sir," the receptionist replies. "She left a little while ago. Maybe about 12-15 minutes ago. Is everything alright?"

I hung up the call, my mind racing with fear and uncertainty. Abigail wouldn't leave without telling me. Something must be wrong.

I wear my denim pants and rush to the reception by taking my phone. I am standing at the main entrance and scanning my eyesight. However, she is nowhere.

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