Ryder
She's not in bed where I expect to find her, turning my grin into an instant frown. I open her bathroom door first, seeing she isn't there either. Continuing my search, I slam open her closet doors, finding not a trace of her.
Anger is rising in me, needing to know where she is, where she went. Did she sneak off with Thorne. Is he hiding her from me? The thought is so infuriating, my fist breaks the drywall when I punch, hearing a faint gasp.
She's hiding.
Well this just got a lot more fun.
“Are you hiding from me, Kitkat?” I take my shoes off, silently taking steps as I search the closet thoroughly.
Not in here.
As I walk out of her closet, I notice the way her bed skirt is folded up just the slightest, realizing she's under the bed. “Oh, Kitkat! Come out, come out, whe
