Julian moaned in his sleep, shifting his position. His head throbbed with a dull ache, making him wince and forcing him awake.
"Elena, please get me a drink," he groaned.
Silence.
Julian turned to his side and found the bed empty, the sheets cold. Instantly, his eyes shot open, and he sat up.
Ignoring the worsening throb in his head, Julian threw back the covers and stood, walking towards the bedroom door. Outside the room were the living area and a small bar, but his wife was nowhere to be seen. Suspicion and anger immediately surged in his chest. It was still the dead of night, so where was Elena?
Just as his hand was about to open the main door, he heard the sound of another door opening behind him. He turned.
Elena emerged from the bedroom, a confused look on her face.
"Where ar
