Chapter 5

Blake's POV Blake had never imagined that on the day he brought the Stanley Cup home, his wife would vanish without a trace. At ten that morning, he opened the front door. "Natalie? Sweetheart, I'm home." He set the trophy on the coffee table and headed toward the bedroom with a smile. He knew he had been wrong last night. Vivian shouldn't have kissed him, and he shouldn't have told the reporter they were a family. But Natalie was already his wife. He had only wanted to make Noah happy. Once...