Daniel drove to his downtown penthouse where Natalie stayed. Empty rooms. Hollow spaces. Two broken people under one roof.

The loneliness had been eating him alive. Days alone. Nights alone. House echoing with absence.

He needed something. Someone. Anything to fill the void.

Natalie answered on the first knock. Like she'd been waiting.

"Daniel." Her voice came flat.

"Can I come in?"

She stepped aside. ...