LOVE LOST, LOVE FOUND
I was frantic, searching every nook and cranny, convinced that Gael was hiding somewhere, waiting for me to find him.
Kaye's room was the last place I checked. I pushed open the door, my heart racing with anticipation. And then, I saw it. The bed, unmade, with a tangled mess of sheets and blankets. The nightstand, with a photo of Kaye and Gael, smiling and happy together.
I felt like I had been punched in the gut. I stumbled backward, my eyes fixed on the photo. Kaye's laughter echoed through the room, a cold, mirthless sound.