*Shelby*

A soft knock sounded on the bedroom door. I was just getting up for the day, and the sound echoed through the bedroom, startling me. It was so out of place in our home. Michael wouldn’t knock on our bedroom door.

I reached over to his side of the bed and found it empty. He must have already gotten up for the day, but why would he feel the need to knock before entering his own room?

I grabbed my robe off the floor and slipped it on over my ...