Seona’s POV
I stretch my arms over my head before rolling over to find the bed beside me empty. My hand slides across the sheets, feeling the coldness that tells me that Mark has been gone for a while.
I curl further into his side, burying my face into his pillow, breathing in his scent for a moment, letting it wrap around me. I miss him, even though I doubt he’s any further than downstairs, I really miss him.
I roll over, pushing myself up as my legs swing over the side, my feet sinking into the thick carpet before I stand up and head to the suitcase and dig through for some clean clothes.
Finding what I need, I open the door tentatively, listening for a second before padding toward the bathroom next door and pushing open the door.
Dropping my clothes onto the counter, I use the faci
