A Thousand Miles Away

Maddox POV

Was she okay?

Had she eaten?

Or was she curled up in bed with the door locked, phone clutched in her hand, replaying last night over and over like a broken reel?

I’d stocked the fridge with her favorite drinks. Left snacks out. Queued up her comfort movies on Netflix. I even made sure the damn throw blanket she liked was folded on the couch like that would magically keep fear away.

And