The following morning, Eisley woke up, glancing around the dim room. The bed was empty, Irwin had long been gone because the bed was cold.
She grabbed the sheets covering her chest as she glanced around. Where could he possibly go? As she checked the time it was past noon. She jumped up, grabbing her clothes.
As she strolled into the hallway and entered the living room, she bumped into Grace.
"Mrs Kent," Grace said. Eisley glanced around making sure she wasn't wrong as she couldn't find Irwin.
Her brows shot slightly. "Where's Irwin?"
"Mr Kent left for some business. He wants you back at the mansion," Grace stated.
Eisley's gaped eyes blinked confused, she adjusted her sleeves, swallowing. "What mansion?"
"Back home," Grace clarified.
"What?" Confusion washed through her. They were having the best time of their lives, and suddenly he disappeared and wanted her back home. She tilted her head, frowning.
