KYLIAN'S POVThe moment I opened my eyes, I knew something was wrong.Lorraine was gone.I reached out for her warmth, but my hand landed on cold sheets. Her side of the bed was empty, and a sudden uneasy feeling pressed down on my chest. “Lorraine?” I called softly, but the silence that greeted me was unsettling. The house felt void, as if her absence drained it of its lifr. I dragged myself out of bed, my heart racing with unease. “Lorraine?” I called again, louder this time, hoping she'd appear from around the corner, maybe with a laugh, teasing me for being paranoid. But my voice only echoed back to me.I rushed through the rooms, my mind jumping to a dozen different possibilities. Where could she have gone at this hour? I dialed her number as I searched every corner of the house. Each unanswered ring intensified the knot in my stomach. When she didn’t pick up, dread settled in my bones.I paced in the kitchen, staring at the spot where she’d left her phone last night—except
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