***WARNING!!! This chapter contains scenes of graphic violence and may be triggering to some individuals. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!***
Jemma woke the next morning to the feel of crisp air blowing across her bare back. She reached for Liron, intending to pull him closer for warmth, but discovered an empty bed. With a yawn, she sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked around. He was nowhere to be seen.
With a frown, she slid out of bed. A second glance at the room confirmed he was not there, so she got dressed the only way that made sense to her. She noticed a plate with bread and jam on a table with a note propped up beside it.
-out on a walk, be back soon!
