Rider
I could feel myself waking up as I searched the bed for my Vera. When my hand only found cold, empty sheets, I opened my eyes, alarmed. She wasn't there. Before I became too panicked, I looked towards the bathroom and saw the door open, the lights off.
She wasn't there. I went down stairs and saw that the house was empty, cold. Where was she? When did she leave? I shook my head. No, why would she go? She was perfectly happy when we went to bed. We had had a great day. She had... kissed me. What if she was taken? My panic was becoming suffocating as I raced back upstairs. Some of her clothing was missing along with her phone and wallet.
Then I noticed something. A letter rested solemnly on her pillow.Even though it was just folded paper, it seemed so intimidating. What would she sa
