Curtains Close; Take a bow. I think we fooled all of them now.

Oli's POV

"Daddy." Hanley whispered.

I rolled over in my bed. What time was it? Sitting forward, I looked out of the window. The sun was shining in onto Hanley's face, who was looking at me nervously.

"What is it? Has mum given you breakfast yet?" I tried to comfort him with a smile, but he didn't take it.

"I don't know where she is." He rocked forward on the balls of his feet. He was holding his blanket, draping it along the floor behind him.

I swung my legs over the bed and took his hand. "I'm sure she's around here somewhere."

We checked the ensuite bathroom, Hanleys room, the nursery, the kitchen and the living room. She was nowhere to be seen. I slipped my shoes on and checked around the house. Still nothing. I repeatedly called her name, hoping for a response.

"Rain!" I called, starting to panic. The car was still here. She must have wondered off into the forest.

"Daddy..." Hanley was stood on the front porch step now, a tear streaming down his eye. "Where is she?" He put his head down in sadness and started to sob.

"It's okay little man." I whispered. "We'll find her. Come here." I lifted him up into my arms, and wrapped the blanket around his tiny body. I carried him with me, into the entrance of the forest. We both called her name, and still, I couldn't find her.

I stumbled over a pile of leaves and had to kick aside fallen branches and sticks. I kept telling Hanley that we would find her, but after an hour of calling her name, I started to feel doubtful. How long had she been gone? She was pregnant too. Out of her damn mind.

"Daddy." He interrupted my thoughts. "What's that?" He pointed his tiny finger to behind us. I turned slowly. I could see metal. And book pages scattered all over the floor. I could make out a bed frame. This was where we buried Danny. My heart sank in remembrance of him. The sweat and blood it took to carry all of his stuff out here. Including the bed frame and his bookshelf. I wanted it to be perfect for him.

"Rain?" I called, a last time. Walking through the trees, I finally saw her curled up against the bed.

I ran over to her, dropping Hanley down onto his feet and sitting down beside her. "What are you doing here Rain? We've been looking for you."

She didn't move.

"Rain?" I touched her arm. She was stone cold.

I shook her by her wrist. I pleaded her name over and over in despair.

But she didn't respond.

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