The Real Mrs Lancaster

~Daphne~

His car was not in the garage.

I knew before I even checked. I walked to my window in the early morning gray and looked down at the private garage and confirmed what I already felt—the estate had that stillness it only had when Kaelen was not in it. Not quiet exactly. Something emptier than quiet.

He had not come home again.

I turned from the window and sat on the edge of my bed and looke