Matteo's Pov

I wake to nothing but emptiness. The room is lit by the blaring sunlight peeking through the blinds, my wife’s side of the bed empty and cold, almost looking as though no one slept there the night before.

My brows form into a crease as I pat her side of the bed, somehow hoping that my eyes are deceiving me. But she’s not there.

I rise from the bed, sitting upright to reach for my phone. Twelve noon. The fuck? I have never slept in this long. And to think I slept ...