Sunlight streamed in through the window crevices, casting a ray on the floor, yet it wasn't enough to dispel the dim light in the bedroom.
Keane Lowell slowly awoke.
He turned over, instinctively reaching out to embrace the person beside him, but only held onto air.
Not touching her, inexplicably, left a sense of emptiness.
He leisurely got out of bed, washed up, and only realized the entire house was empty when he couldn't find her anywhere, finally discovering the message she left for him.
[I'm stepping out for a walk, call me when you wake up]
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Keane stood there, dialing a call, patiently waiting for it to be answered as he placed the phone by his ear.
But the other end didn't pick up.
Calling again resulted in the same outcome.
In that moment, panic began to set in. He furrowed his brows, left the house, and calmly tracked her location before calling Butler Vaughn.
"Have you seen Claire?" His voice was low, carrying a chill.
