The next day

I open my eyes and look around me. I am still disoriented.

What time is it? Where is Lucas? Those are the first questions that come to mind when I see myself utterly alone in this bed. I look at the clock on the nightstand, and I can't believe it's already noon. Have I slept that long? I wonder as I carefully get out of bed. I find my pale pink silk bathrobe that matches my short nightgown, put it on, and leave the room.

I look in each room to see if Lucas is in one of them, but I