Emily's POV.

I woke up feeling restless.

Not that I had slept much.

The clock on the wall read 9:43 AM, but I had been up for hours, lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, my thoughts refusing to settle. The weight of last night still clung to me, pressing against my chest.

I had said too much.

I had gone too far.

I knew it the second the words left my mouth, but I didn’t stop. I didn’t hold back. I had wanted to hurt him, and I had.

Now, Cole was nowhere to be found.

I sat at the kitchen counter, my fingers wrapped around a mug of...