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All his professional attire was missing.
No collared shirts.
No suit jackets.
No dress pants.
Nothing was left of the man everyone called Dr. Pierce, as if she stayed in this sanctuary and he was…
Gone.
“When was the last time someone was in here?” Danté questioned, asking the same thing that was running wild in my mind.
“What?”
“You feel that too, right?”
“Feel what?”
“The void. The loneliness. Camila, honey, ain’t no one been in this room in a long time. This ain’t a bedroom, it’s a mausoleum.”
My eyes shifted every which way, wanting to argue, to put up a fight, to yell at him and rationalize he didn’t know what he was talking about. But I couldn’t get my mouth to say one word. Because in my heart, in my soul, in the core of my body, I knew he was right.
“Oh, God,” I gasped, my heart breaking with their baby girl firmly placed in my arms. I panted, “We have to get out of here. We can’t be in here.”
“Camila—”
“Danté, now!” I yelled, causing Journey to jolt.
There was this eerie aura surrounding me. Making it hard to breathe. Hard to focus on more than one thing other than the sensation of being watched.
I felt like a fool. How hadn’t I seen this coming?
The kids…
No one talking about her…
“Hold her. Please hold her.”
He grabbed the baby out of my arms, and she willingly went. Reading my emotions like a book.
I retraced my steps, trying to see if I moved something out of place, or if Danté did. This felt wrong, it felt so unbelievably wrong to be in here.
Their safe haven.
Their privacy.
Their love.
It all hit me like a ton of bricks as my reflection caught the floor length mirror across from the bed. Dr. Pierce didn’t come home for one reason and one reason only.
He didn’t have one anymore.
His wife took it all with her.
Leaving him and their kids behind…
And all alone.
