Amber’s P.O.V.
I open my eyes, and sigh deeply, once I see that the sun is already starting to set. I must have been asleep for hours on end. I stretch myself and grab next to me in the bed in search of a strong male body, only to find it empty, as if Tyler had never even come to lie down next to me in the first place. I frown, turning myself around to look, and still, I don’t see Tyler anywhere, nor do I smell his scent lingering inside this room either. Which means that he also isn’t in the bathroom.
“Ty?” I whisper, as if the use of the word would make him magically appear in my sight, but he doesn’t.
“TY?” I call out to him, much harder now, as a flood of worry washes over me.
Oh God!
What if something happened to him?
What if he slipped while turning off the shower, fell down a
