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.

hard when he finally

that was

time. Another helpless feeling

closed his eyes. It took a while before he forced himself

back to Vicky’s room and opened

noted that her clothes were still neatly organized; no signs that she had

went out because she had to, or…if

bought only daily necessities when she moved in, and she would not feel at a loss if she just left

again. He had no idea that Vicky had become such an important person in

like he was suffocating just thinking she might

phone at the

should come

you busy? Why didn’t you pick up my

you still angry at

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