On the fourth day, Valerie finally showed up around her neighborhood.

She was sitting alone on a bench, staring off into space, one hand clutching a cup of coffee while the other pressed against her stomach. Her gaze was vacant, like her mind had wandered miles away.

Arthur had no clue how long she’d been there. Judging by the fact she was still in her work clothes, he figured it had been a while. He himself had just gotten back from the office—hadn’t even changed into workout gear ...