The next morning, Calista woke up in Gibson's room. She blinked, staring up at the ceiling.Last night, Calista waited for Gibson who never came home, and ended up falling asleep in Gibson's room.A sigh escaped her mouth, Calista took a deep breath and let it out roughly, as if she was throwing away a heavy burden."Even now he hasn't come home," Calista muttered disappointedly.Calista tried to turn around to face the right. Her eyes rounded perfectly when she saw someone currently fast asleep beside her.Disbelieving what she saw, Calista tried to reach out her hand and touch Gibson's handsome face that was still asleep.A smile was clearly printed when she realized that the sleeping person was indeed Gibson and not a mere hallucination.Calista continued to look at Gibson's face intently, as if she didn't want time to pass quickly."Can it be like this forever?" muttered Calista without taking her eyes off Gibson.Calista smiled again, until a voice made her jump in surprise."Am

In a luxurious house, a man was seen receiving a call. His hand, which was holding a cell phone, tightened its grip, as if the man was expressing his feelings through the grip on his cell phone."Alright, tell him to come to me," the man ordered and then turned off his cell phone and sighed."Mr. Shaw, my coffee is on the table."Suddenly, a waiter approached the man with his head down, to which the man simply nodded and signaled for him to leave immediately.After the servant's departure, Mr. Shaw picked up the cup of coffee and began to sip, the aroma of the coffee entering his sense of smell, leaving a taste that made him want to execute immediately without waiting long.His mind was now reminded of a man who walked into his room a few days ago. The man's face was so familiar, it felt like there was something that made Mr. Shaw need to know who that man was.That's why, Mr. Shaw called the man named Leon.Leon was a reliable, trustworthy detective with above-average flying hours. A

"Mom, are you okay?"Gibson tried to help his mother when he saw her in pain by holding her chest. Gibson's mother shook her head weakly, indicating that she was fine."Mom's okay, Gibson, it looks like mom wants to rest."After saying that, without waiting for a reply from Gibson, Gibson's mother hurried away and went inside her own room.Gibson was frozen in place, wondering what had happened to his mother, considering she was fine earlier. "What happened?" he muttered as he continued to stare at his now invisible mother.A sigh was heard from Gibson's mouth, the man decided to walk back down the stairs. His steps stopped when he was now right in front of the terrace. His gaze looked around him, then sighed again."What's going on with me? It feels like something is bothering me."Gibson tried to look at the clock on his wrist, it was 9:00 p.m., but drowsiness hadn't attacked him at all."Should I go out for a while? It seems like getting some night air wouldn't hurt."Thoughtfully,

Calista walked up the stairs. Her destination was none other than Gibson's room, where she wanted to find out what had happened to Gibson.Calista had not yet arrived at the door of Gibson's room, when suddenly her cell phone rang. Calista decided to stop her steps, trying to check her cell phone.When she started to open the message, a new unknown number was on it. Calista frowned, she immediately opened the message sent by the new number.Her eyes flicked perfectly when she saw a picture sent by the number. Calista blinked her eyes, trying to see if the picture sent was true or not. But seeing the clothes worn by the person in the picture, made Calista sure that it was Gibson. Then who was the woman facing Gibson? Given that the woman was not seen clearly enough.In her confusion, another picture entered her cell phone screen. Calista was quite surprised when she saw that the person was none other than Kiara. They were seen talking in a cafe, and Calista even knew the location of th

Gibson walked alone in the middle of the city streets. The small leaves flying and the flowers falling down seemed to accompany his journey. Gibson walked slowly while occasionally turning his head to the right and left. He did this hoping that he would find someone who had not contacted him back.His dark brown eyeballs seemed to only be focused on the streets around him. The air was so hot this afternoon accompanied by gusts of wind. But the short-sleeved white shirt that was almost as long as his jeans did not prevent him from continuing to walk.Gibson decided to walk for a while leaving the cafe on foot. His intention, of course, was to get rid of boredom while looking for Calista's whereabouts on foot.The scorching sun that was so bright on his skin was completely ignored by Gibson. He was so focused on looking right and left trying to find someone he wanted to find.Even though Gibson had tried to find someone and contact him, Gibson still hadn't found him. He felt so bored be