Skye’s P.O.V.
I woke up to an unfamiliar stillness. The bed beside me was empty, the warmth that usually lingered from Lila’s presence already faded. My arm reached out instinctively, searching for her, but all I found were cold sheets.
Frowning, I sat up, ruffling a hand through my messy hair as I glanced around the room. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over everything, but it didn’t make me feel any less uneasy. Lila never left without saying goodbye. She always kissed me before she left for work, even if it was just a soft brush of her lips when she thought I was still asleep. It had slowly become our thing. Her quiet way of telling me she cared for me, even in the most mundane moments.
But this morning?
Nothing.
Just an empty bed.
I climbed out of be
