5
ASHTON
I woke on the worst day of the year without my lover beside me for the first time since we had moved in together. Heaviness sat on my chest like it always did, and I rolled to escape its weight, grabbing my cell phone from the bedside table.
Rhett had texted me. Thinking about you this morning. I love you more than life.
My eyes welled, but I smiled while typing out a good morning and assurance of my love for him as well. How’s your mom? I asked.
Rhett: No change. Any luck on ML?
My smile faded at his answer and his just as depressing question. I texted back a simple No.
Missing Link had matched us with a couple of women since Rhett had flown to Florida, but none of them had pinged my interest. Stubbornly, I held onto hope.
While Rhett would have made a plan to search thro
