Sara's POV

PRESENT DAY

When I got home from my visit with my sister, at first, Stephen didn't seem to be there. It was strange, as he always seemed to be at the house when I was. Immediately, my heart began to pound. I wondered what was going on, why I couldn't even sense his presence. Had he decided to leave again? Then I spotted the bouquet of wildflowers in the center of the dining room table, with a note. It was in his flawlessly elegant, nineteenth century script, and ...