He phoned me earlier to check if it was ok for him to go out for a drink. He knows I've been ill the last two weeks and have been feeling very fragile. He said he'd be home around 9.30 ish but it's quarter to midnight now and his phone is switched off. He NEVER switches his phone off and he's the most reliable person in the world.
I'm panicking like mad, adrenaline rushing through my body. Please someone say something to help me calm myself.