The morning sunlight streamed in through the window, and the person on the large bed hadn't opened their eyes yet, reaching out with satisfaction to touch beside them.
They didn't feel the expected touch.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes more dazzling than the sun outside.
Baron Lawrence's breathing deepened slightly as he sat up.
Dammit, where is everyone? Where's Enna Clark?
He draped on the robe beside him, got out of bed, opened the door, and walked out.
In the living room outside, Bobby was already playing with Scott Harris.
His gaze searched around before finally finding the person who had disappeared early in the morning in the kitchen.
Enna Clark came out carrying soy milk, looking refreshed after a good night's sleep, she greeted him, "Morning, Baron Lawrence, you're awake? Mr. Harris went out to buy breakfast, come over and have some."
