The hospital corridors were silent, the kind of silence that made every distant echo feel too loud. Roman moved like a shadow, his boots hitting the tiled floor with urgency.

He had been searching all day, but Desiree was nowhere, her dorm, her favorite café, the places they used to walk together. She had vanished.

Now, there was only one person left who might help him.

He stopped in front of Dr. Felicia’s office door. A faint light glowed beneath it, and he could smell the faint trace ...