Slowly Molly came back up from sleep as she realized that she was alone in the bed. Normally this wouldn't be an unusual thing. She woke up alone nearly everyday. Earlier in the evening however, Maddox had arrived. She had a great deal she wanted to talk with him about but they were both so stressed, it was hard to deny the urges that burst through. She regretted nothing but wondered now where her lover was. It was still dark out. He wouldn't have left yet.
Hearing some movement downstairs, Molly sat up and reached for a dressing gown and wrapped it around herself before heading downstairs. She of course didn't mind if he had gotten up in the middle of the night. This may in fact offer her the perfect opportunity to speak with him like she should have earlier before she had lost her mind for a moment. "Maddox?"