Stacey's POV

"Ray, I'm home!" I called as I step into the living room.

But all I got is my voice echoing back to me. Maybe he's gone to the packhouse!

I head upstairs to our room but something catches my eyes... the plates on the dinning table.

I rushes towards the dinning area and sees that the dishes are left untouched.

None of them were touched... Didn't he know I made him breakfast? But I remember telling him that I made breakfast.

Well it doesn't matter, I'll just microwave them... package them and bring them to him!

But I don't know where he is.. I'll just mind link him....