Lucien

I wake up to the feeling of the sun in my eyes, and when I sit up in the bed, the first thought that crosses my mind is Ingrid.

I glance around the room quickly and it confirms my suspicions that she’s not here. The window is still as open as she left it, and when I walk into the small bathroom, I realize she isn’t there, either.

The bag she had with her is still on the floor. Is it possible that she’s downstairs somewhere? I could clean myself up before deciding to look for ...