Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 293

Most folks knocked with a rhythm of either two quick taps followed by a longer one or two long knocks followed by a quick tap But the person outside my door was playing a whole different tune “Knock–knock, knock–knock, knock–knock, knock–knack, knock–knock, knock”

“Knock, knock, knock! Knock, knock, knock.”

The knocking somehow morphed into a melody reminiscent of a childhood jingle. Still, it didn’t make me any! woken up.

less

grumpy about being

Shuffling in my slippers, I went to the door and yanked it open, only to find Gregory at the dont his hair a mess, draped in an oversized hoodie

Seeing me still in my pajamas, he smirked, “Jane, you remember we’ve got that trip to Vista Town today, right?”

I was impatient. “Yeah, of course. I texted you last night, asking when we were leaving. You never got back to me, remember?”

The prospect of hitting up the Vista Town market had to go through him, and suddenly, my moming grumpiness vanished, replaced by a sense of urgency and perhaps even a touch of appreciation. “I figured you’re usually up at odd hours and thought I should let you catch some extra 2’s. And then again, what’s got you up so early today?”

lazily against my door frame with

said, “Then maybe you should head back and

had been a beast, and

me. “So, am I going back to sleep, or are you?”

don’t see you

rushed back to my room, and

quick wash–up and grabbing a few sandwiches and yogurts from the fridge for breakfast on the go, I reopened the door to

true to his style without unnecessary words, not

expecting to see his usual flashy sports car, but instead, a luxurious

the cat, the driver politely inquired, “Ms.

nodded, replying. “That’s

took my luggage, opened the car door for me, and there was

was short, barely two

my makeshift breakfast and, finding a comfortable position, drifted

“Lily”

murmur beside me.