At Aiden's mansion, the tension from earlier in the day had faded when they returned home. Dinner as usual was long and noisy, and soon after, they had gone to bed after the kids were all asleep in their room.

Alina shifted in her sleep, half-awake, reaching out without thinking, for her husband. Her hand brushed over cold sheets instead of his familiar warmth. She frowned and slowly opened her eyes.

The room was dark, except for the faint green numbers glowing on the digital clock ...