ARIA’S POV

I adjusted, stretching out my hand so I could pull him into a cuddle, but my hand first met the emptiness of the bed.

“Draven?” I called, pushing my heavy eyes open.

Silence answered me.

“Draven!”

I probably needed a few more hours of sleep, after the rigorous night we had, but I equally expected him to be in bed.

It was seven o’clock in the morning and I didn’t want to assume.

I returned to bed and when I woke up at eleven o’clock, there was still a sign of Draven.

Draven’s absence was not the only weird thing going on. It was past noon and Caleb...