Irvin's POV
How?
How could she just vanish?
We spoke yesterday evening. Sure, she seemed exhausted, but everything felt normal. Her voice carried its usual warmth, she wished me sweet dreams. We made arrangements. We were meant to meet today. I planned to share the news about relocating, about the fresh start. I was ready to ask her to join me.
We had a tomorrow waiting for us.
We were in love.
So how could she disappear without a trace?
My chest tightened, each breath becoming more labored. A raw scream clawed at my throat, desperate for release. I squeezed the steering wheel until my knuckles bleached white.
"This isn't real," I whispered, my voice cracking. "No. No fucking way."
I grabbed my phone, dialing her number once more. It barely rang before the line went dead.
"Damn it!"
Nothing.
Another attempt.
One more try.
Still silence.
I smacked my palm against the dashboard, releasing a harsh exhale. "Shit!"
My thoughts spiraled, cycling through every scenario.
