Next day
Samantha patted on the other side of the bed and when she found it empty, she opened her eyes with difficulty, which were refusing to cooperate with her.
She frowned when she didn't see Chance sleeping next to her.
After not finding Chance in the room, Samantha checked the washroom and he was not there too.
'It is just 6:48 am, where the hell is he?' Samantha's sleepiness was gone and she headed downstairs, checked all over the place but he was nowhere to be seen.
Samantha panicked and called Chance, but his phone went unanswered.
Worriedly she was thinking whom to contact next when a cheerful voice greeted her, "Morning darling, why are you up so early?"
The man, who just stepped inside his home, was wearing a sleeveless hoodie and long shorts; his hoodie was drenched in sweat.
"Oh! You went for a jog" Samantha started having all weird thoughts when she didn't see Chance next to her but now, she was relieved.
