Chapter 58.

Author’s POV

Tracy woke up the next day with a soft flutter in her chest. Her first thought was of him—of waking up beside the man her heart beat for. A smile almost curled on her lips… until she turned to the side and met emptiness. Cold sheets. No warmth. No trace of him.

Her heart skipped a beat. She jolted upright, pulling herself into a sitting position, eyes scanning the room quickly—desperately. But there were no signs of his belongings. No clothes. ...