Adam shook his head firmly. Clara was never impulsive like that. She might have needed space, sure, but she’d never vanish without sending at least a short text to let him know. She’d never turn her phone off completely, not with their weekend trip planned and work emails piling up waiting for her response.
The two of them searched the apartment together again, taking stock of all the things she’d left behind. They found a few of her t-shirts hanging in the closet, her toothbrush by the bathroom sink, and a half-used bottle of shampoo on the tub edge. Seeing her everyday belongings left in place made it feel certain she’d be coming back soon, right?
