When Elena finally woke up, it was already noon the next day. The space beside her was empty—he was long gone.
There was a note on the nightstand: “Happy new day, my Elena. I had to step out for something, might be back late. There's food downstairs—make sure you eat once you're up.”
Holding the note, Elena headed to the bathroom. Everything was already prepped—two sets of toiletries neatly in place.
After washing up, she realized she didn't have clean clothes. Thinking fast, she went to check Brandon's closet for a shirt she could throw on.
To her surprise, the wardrobe was full of her own outfits. From pajamas, workout gear, to casual wear—everything was there.
A sticky note was stuck on the inside wall of the wardrobe: "If you're not into any of this, go shop. My bank b
