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?”

leaned lazily against my door frame with his

maybe you should head back and get

myself. Work had been a beast, and good sleep was a luxury

am I going back

If I don’t see you with your luggage ready to go,

door shut, rushed back to my room, and packed my clothes

sandwiches and yogurts from the fridge for breakfast on the go, I reopened the door to find Gregory had vanished. When

without unnecessary words, not an

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

cat, the driver politely inquired, “Ms. Webster?”

replying. “That’s

driver took my luggage, opened the car door for me,

from RiverCity to Vista City was

peaceful, I finished my makeshift breakfast and, finding a

“Lily”

sleep, I faintly heard a murmur beside me. And almost