Cassian POV

I stepped into the apartment, and the oppressive silence hit me first thick, cold, and all-consuming.

"Dravina," I called out, my voice cutting through the stillness, echoing off lifeless walls.

Nothing.

Panic surged through me like a sudden flood. I reached for the light switch, flicking it on. The apartment lit up, revealing everything exactly as I had left it this morning untouched, sterile, empty.

She hadn’t cleaned. That alone was a red flag.

I moved quickly to the ...