After a few hours of sleep, Vlad carefully removed his arm from beneath Chloe's head. His gaze lingered on Chloe's serene face as she slept peacefully. Before he knew it, his hand was already gently stroking her head.
He covered her with the blanket up to her neck, reached the wardrobe, and began packing his clothes and other daily essentials inside his storage ring. It took him an hour to finish packing, after which he took a shower.
"Five thirty," Vlad checked the time on his phone. "There is still half an hour before grouping up."
His gaze shifted to his violin bag in his closet as he murmured, "I should leave a letter for her."
Now that he was prepared to leave, he reached the bed again.
"Chloe," he called gently, sitting at the edge of the bed. Leaving her in her sleep was something Vlad didn't want to do. How sad would she be to find that Vlad wasn't there beside her when she woke up?
