Chapter 239 Shattered Mornings

• Knox's POV
• Sliding my hand over the sheets to look for my angel, I felt my lips pull into a pout upon not feeling her or the warmth her body should have given the bed.
• An uneasy emptiness settled beside me, the cold sheets a stark contrast to the lingering heat of the night before. Irritation pricked at me; waking up without Lottie wasn't how I envisioned starting my day. After everything we'd been through, I craved nothing more than to hold her close, to reassure myself that she was truly back where she belonged.