Chapter 19

• ISABELLA'S POV ~
• "Ryan?" I called. My voice was tinged with worry as I rose from the rug, stretching and yawning before freezing at the sight of the clock. It was past 10 am and I'd slept far longer than I'd intended.
• "Ryan?" I called out again, my steps quickening as I paced towards the kitchen and living room, hoping for a response. There was none. That's when I saw the unlocked front door. My heart leapt to my throat, and I grabbed my phone, dialing Ryan's number.