"Morning- Huh?"
As I step inside the dining room, the silence conquers. No sight of Zander. He is not in bedroom either. Shouldn't he be waiting for me at table with all the dishes he made as breakfast? Yet, I can't catch his shadow in the mansion even. "Did he leave early?" A frown displays.
Impossible. Zander Gavril would rather delay every meeting to greet me. When I approach the table, the dishes remain. He at least cooked breakfast for me. A sigh crawls up between my lips. Maybe he really did leave for work early. Must be an urgent matter. "Thank you"
A murmur escapes from me as gratitude for being treated with meal still. The moment I seize the spoon, the view of sticky note upon the table's surface under the plate, captures my attention. Did he leave that note? At such place? Promptly, I take the note off to read.
