[Adrian's POV]
Emptiness echoed within the white walls of the hotel room.
Three days had passed since Johan parted ways with him at the hospital's parking lot with Rafael. Without his presence, the room he shared with him for half a day felt like a void. Adrian rolled to his side, the bed covers crinkling under his weight.
He hasn't received a single update from him; if he's arrived safely in his apartment, or how his day was going. The chats and text messages he sent him haven't been read yet either, and his calls never went through, as if Johan's phone had been turned off. Furthermore, Christy informed him that Johan has been absent, which was strange.
"Where are you, Han?" Adrian mused out loud as he stared at the blank screen of his smartphone. "Why aren't you texting back?"
