The following morning, Sylvie awoke to find Caden gone from their bed. She sat up groggily, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she glanced around the room. His clothes were gone from the floor where he had carelessly tossed them the night before, and the bathroom door stood open, revealing an empty space.
Sylvie frowned, a sense of unease creeping over her as she climbed out of bed and pulled on her robe. She made her way downstairs, calling out Caden's name as she searched each room, but found no sign of him anywhere.
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