on his Cace. Sebastjan moved meer, his sneakers tapping forcefully
Sebastian felt a stab of dread when he heard his response. Thanking him, he turned and walked down the corridor toward the dressing rooms, each step taking his father from the event’s warm warmich and laughing.
The corridor was quieter and darker, and the echoes of his busty footfall filled the excating the He approached the door to the room Madeline was supposed to be in and koked. The silence on the
asless grawing at him.
rin topless against him, dense and stifling, he pounded again, but harder
His voice echoed in the empty hallway, no response.
Panic erupted in his chest as he attempted to turn the handle, only to discover that li was locked. He put his eat against the doos, searching for a sign, with his heart racing, any sound that would tell him she was just imide, possibly taking a borak. However, there was only silence, he luminered in the door, desperation gripping him.
“Mackline, open the door!” he shouted, his voice cracking as his fist tunded against the wooE),
Madeline, open the fucking door, please!”
When there was still no answer, he stepped back, his chest heaving as he considered his alternatives. While thinking, he leaned forward, pressed his shoulder against the door, and ferred it open. The door coraked, the lack broke, and he stumbled into the room, breathless with anticipation, the room was empty.
Her perfume’s aulde fragrance remained in the alt, mixing with the exquisite scent of flowers on a neighboring table, the gown she was supposed to wear hang neatly in the corner untouched. His eyes wandered around the room, eventually stopping on the open winke, where the curtains weltled in the byeee, teaching out like phantom fingers.
ernatirektian;
His throat clenched as he took in the scene, she was gone. Sebastian spun and to see his best friend, the best man, come into the room, his face blanched with en|||, here you are” his friend pasted, eyes darting around the empty space before focusing on the open window, the Buitering curtains, and the sto “But where is Madeline?”
bi pakong sound loud in the
sighed slowly, attempting to quiet the rotrent it ideas running through her mind,
be the day they chose color themes together. She’d been
e importance of trader, he had een het to miss in for the world, there she was, all dressed up and waiting
ting trach and that they would soon be leaving the hose to begin the day together had
nade de formas peening in the table next to her. Her enthusias
(once more as the picked up the list and quickly
notification, Curious to find out who was messaging him at such an early hour, she
in behind her and grabbed the phone as soon as her fingers touched the screen,
remained tand on barker, all merely nodded absently. It took him a few seconds to
