When you close the front door shut after you, the first thing you hear is faint sounds. You think nothing of it and walk into the kitchen to put the groceries away. For all you know, it could be Justin watching a movie or your puppy snoring. While humming Small Bump by Ed Sheeran to yourself, you put the last bit of today’s shopping away into the refrigerator. “Babe?” You call quietly as you take of your red flats. When you don’t get an answer, you peak into the living room only to find it empty. Your brows meet on your forehead as you make your way upstairs, still looking for your...