I burst into her room, my eyes scanning every inch of the space even as my body registers her stark absence.
The room is empty. It feels like it’s stood empty for a very long time.
Even her scent is gone.
“Elyssa?”
Of course she doesn’t answer.
I stride into the adjoining bathroom anyway. There’s a tiny splash of water lingering in the shower, which tells me it was used. But when I run a finger through the remaining puddle, it’s cold.
She’s been gone for hours, at least.
“f**k,” I growl. “f**k!”
I head back into the room and check for what else is missing. Her clothes are still in the wardrobe. Nothing else seems to be amiss.
I don’t believe she’s run away. Not without Theo.
Which means she’s decided to go after him alone.
Figuring out what made her choose that route is a proble
