The pre-dawn darkness filtered through Elena's curtains, casting a hushed atmosphere across her room. Sleepily, she stirred, her awareness slowly taking hold. The knowledge that Yuchen would be leaving this morning hung heavy in her mind, disrupting her rest.
The clock glowed with a time far too early for her liking, yet the idea of Yuchen departing without a proper farewell gnawed at her.
With a sense of urgency, she climbed out of bed, hastily exchanging her nightgown for more suitable attire. Every second felt precious, and she couldn't fathom the thought of Yuchen departing without a goodbye.
The soft light from the street lamp outside provided a serene image as she tiptoed into the living room. Elena immediately met Yuchen who was standing by the door wearing his shoes. His weariness etched on his face, a testament to his sleepless night
