Chapter 4

Joshua's heart was pounding in his chest, sharp and painful, as if a knife had been driven straight through him.

He pushed open the bedroom door, barefoot.

"Alice!" he called out.

The room was empty. The bed was perfectly made, not a single wrinkle on the sheets, no sign anyone had slept there.

"Alice!" Joshua called again, searching every corner of the house.

Last night, he'd had a strange dream, Alice turned into a butterfly and fluttered away, leaving him behind.

When he woke up, his chest felt empty, a restless anxiety he'd never felt before gnawing at him.

Alice…