Chapter 21

When Yves arrived home, the house was pin-drop silent. There was not a single soul in sight. There was a chill in the air, mixed with the faint scent of Zoey's perfume. At that moment, Yves realized how empty the place felt without her. Everything from the bedroom to the study and bathroom had been arranged by her. She had asked him to accompany her to pick out the furniture, but he had made excuses, saying he was too busy. By the time he returned home again, everything had already been arranged. Zoey knew every corner of the house like the back of her hand. But now, everything was still in its place except for the person who made it a home. Even though he had already rummaged through everything once, Yves couldn't shake the feeling that she might have left something behind. He couldn't stop himself from shaking as he started searching every nook and cranny of the house. He looked everywhere—in the wardrobe, behind the desk, and even in the narrow space behind the door. The whole