Matthew's POV

I woke up dazed. I don't even remember coming home at all. Yet I was in my bed. I turned around to see my lovely wife. A frown instantly went upon my face when I saw she wasn't there. "Eve?" I called out softly. Well she does wake up much earlier than I do. So she must be downstairs or something. So I got up and I realized I was fully dressed just without shoes. Black pants, boxers, socks, a t-shirt. Well that was weird. I'm usually in bed with nothing on or just my boxers. I noticed the extra blanket that Eve keeps on her side of the bed was missing. She never takes it off the bed unless it needs to be washed. Hmm maybe she's doing laundry I thought to myself. I went downstairs to see if she was there. "Eve? Honey are you down here?" I looked all around and she wasn't there. I looked and there was some blood drops from the bottom of the stairs to the couch then all the way to outside. I opened the door to the outside porch. I looked to my left and there she was. Curled up in a little ball under the blanket. My wife frozen with ice attached to her skin. "Oh god! Baby!" I picked her up and took her inside. I started a fire in the fireplace after I set her down on the couch. I stayed by her side for hours. I only left twice. Once to use the restroom and second to take a quick shower and put on fresh clothes. I could hear her breathing. It was extremely deep but at least she was breathing. I was scared. "Please wake up my love! Please!" I was crying into the chest. I kissed her lips I don't know how many times. I ached so badly for her to kiss back. I hovered over her like a wolf over its dinner. I had wondered what had happened. She would never intentionally lock herself out of the house. I sat there with just wondering.