Vicky’s room was dark.

A bolt of lightning flashed again, which allowed Tyler to have a clear look at the room.

The bed was nicely made without anyone sleeping on it. Obviously, Vicky was not ready to go to bed yet because the curtain was not closed.

Shock flashed through Tyler’s eyes as he quickly switched on the light in the room. As expected, the room was empty. He quickly searched the bathroom and his own, but he failed to see Vicky.

At that moment, he no longer felt tipsy. He took out his phone to call Vicky—and it was at that moment he heard a melodious ringtone near the door.

He spotted Vicky’s phone nicely placed, and it took him a few seconds to realize Vicky was missing as he gazed at the ringing phone.

Worse, she did not bring her phone with her.

He knew Vicky called and texted him a while ago. During then, he was drinking at the bar and was reluctant to answer the call or reply to Vicky’s messages.

he finally realized

that was right. He

that he had never felt for a long time. Another helpless feeling spread through his mind, and he could not

while before he forced himself to

to Vicky’s room and opened her

were still neatly organized; no signs that she had moved the suitcase before. Her personal belongings were

unable to confirm if she went out because

she would not feel at a loss if

rose in Tyler’s heart again. He had no idea that Vicky had become

like he was suffocating just thinking she

back in his phone at

raining. You should

busy? Why didn’t

you still angry at

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