The next day.
When Summer Shawcross woke up in the morning, Noah Drexler was already gone.
She sat up hugging the quilt, instinctively reaching out to touch the sheets beside her, discovering they no longer held his warmth.
But there was still a faint trace of his scent on the pillow and quilt...
She paused for a moment, then turned to glance at the time.
It was only seven in the morning; had he already rushed back to Narsus City?
Yesterday she intended for him to wait until she finished recording the program so they could leave together, yet she hadn't expected him to leave in such a hurry. Was something urgent?
As she thought about it, Summer couldn't help but recall the cryptic words Yancy Shaw had said to Noah Drexler yesterday. Was it because of that?
While she was lost in thought, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Startled, Summer Shawcross hurriedly clutched the quilt tightly around her and called out loudly.
"I'm not up yet!"
