From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 214

Chapter 214 She’s Gone

SEBASTIAN..

My head was on fire.

I tried to open my eyes, but it was hard because of the room’s brightness.

“Why is it so damn bright?” I groggily said, my voice sounded like shit. Fuck.

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I held my head together; I was experiencing some grade A headache, and it was because of the stupid decision I made to drink, now I was having the worst hangover. I hated drinking because of the chronic hangovers I get, but yesterday was a lot for me.

Fuck, talking about yesterday. The memories of the event went by, and I winced. I hurt my baby.

“Baby,” I called. I managed to open my eyes and look to the side, but no one was there. I swiped my hand across the space, and it was cold, as if no one had slept there. I frowned and finally got to open my eyes fully. The room was too fucking bright.

I sat up, holding my head because it felt like it would fall off without the support of my hand. I looked around, and our room was empty. I stood up, and I winced again. I was in pain.

Mad pain.

“Baby?” I called again as I went outside our room to look for her. I opened all the doors in the house and went to the living room, and still nothing. Did she go out to get something? I checked the clock in the living room and realized it was already late in the

afternoon.

“Where’s my phone?” I grunted out as I went back to the room and found my phone on the vanity mirror. I called her number, but it kept sending me to voicemail.

“Baby, where are you? You didn’t leave a note as usual. Are you okay? Call me back so I’ll know where you are. I miss you, and I need to see you.” I said, and the message went.

I walked back to the bed to see if there was a note caught my attention, though.

or

anything on the bedside table, but there was nothing there. Something else

Something was sparkling on the table, and I looked back at it and picked it up. It was my wife’s ring. Her wedding ring. Warning bells went off in my head immediately.

What the hell?

Why is her ring not on her finger? The fuck?

My mind kept going around in circles. Did she leave me? That wasn’t possible. I took my phone and started dialing her number like

a maniac.

“Baby, why am I seeing your wedding ring on the bedside table right now? Why is it not on your finger? Was this a mistake? What the fuck is going on, baby? I’m worried, please, please, call me back. I’m going mad here.” I sent it, but I was restless, so I recorded

another one.

“Baby, please talk to me. I know I left you alone, and you hate being left alone. I’m so sorry, baby. Please forgive me, I beg you. Don’t do this to me.” My voice shook at the end of the message.

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2:35 pm PM

Chapter 214 She’s Gone

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I walked into the closet, and the glass where she kept her clothes was open; the soles of her dresses were gone, her jewelry too.

She left me. She fucking left me. In a fit of rage, I swiped all the carefully placed glass watches off the glass table, and everything broke.

“Fuck.” I pulled at my hair, and I walked back to the room, not feeling the pain from stepping on the glass shards.

My stomach was not normal; it felt like my organs were melting, and I couldn’t breathe.

“Try to think,” I said to myself, trying to come up with where she would be.

“Eloise, yes, yes.” I immediately dialed her number, but it went straight to voicemail.

“Eloise, please, I know my wife is with you. I need to see her and talk to her. Is she with you? Do you know where she is? I need to see her, please,-tell me where she is.” I said, trying not to shout and act violently.

I called Damon next, and he picked up.

*Thank fuck, dude, is my wife at your place?” I asked immediately; there was a slight pause before he spoke.

“Im not allowed to say,” he said.

“Come on. Come on, dude, please, tell me, is she at yours?” I asked again.

“My wife will murder me if ! tell you anything. So just do what you can, man. Why did you leave her all alone? That was not wise. Do you even remember that I was the one who came to remove your head from the alcohol you were having?” he asked.

“Fuck, there are pieces. I can’t even think about that now. I need to find her.” I said.

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