Hazel

As I scrambled out of bed, my mind flew to the incident of the day before and my heart started to hammer on my chest as I rushed out to check if I had been locked in again. I knocked on Adams’ room but no reply came. I flung the door open as panic clawed at my throat. There was no one in the room except the rumpled sheets. I checked the bathroom, then the walk-in closet, but he was nowhere to be found as a cold read settled in my stomach. As I was rushing out of the living room with ...