Killian’s Pov

After I dropped the call, I just sat there, staring at my phone like it had betrayed me.

Nolan said he didn’t know where she was.

He lied.

He had to have lied.

Where the hell is my wife?

Where is she sleeping? Whose bed is she lying on?

The thought made something dark rise in me.

I was furious—boiling.

I tried to calm down, to focus. I told myself to just... breathe.

I needed to find her.

I needed to bring her back home.

This is her home, isn’t it?

This was what she wanted all along—me, the house, the marriage.

So why the hell is she...