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He shifted his gaze to the bed, clean and tidy, unlike before, when she would always take her pajamas out and place them on the bed before taking a shower.
Tonight, she hadn't placed anything…
Simon Forrester felt as though each moment was excruciating.
He took out a clean towel from the wardrobe…
A motorcycle stood there.
Outside the window, the crescent moon hung like a hook, within the room, there was a charming ambiance.
Simon Forrester held Sienna Thornton in his arms, gently kissed her forehead and eyes, and softly asked, "I'm moving back tomorrow; what should I do when I miss you?"
Sienna snuggled into his embrace a little more, "When you miss me, just give me a call."
"And then?"
"Then you'll feel like I'm right there with you."
The man indulgently ruffled her hair, letting out a deep, husky chuckle, "Sounds about right."
*
The next day, naturally, they slept in until noon.
After lunch, Sienna began helping Simon pack his things.
