Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

I dressed properly in the bathroom, dried my hair, and then stepped out. However, when I did so, the bedroom was empty-the man who had been so eager to suggest showering together had vanished.

I felt a mix of relief and a strange tinge of disappointment. Shouldn't I already be used to Nicholas being like this? No one could fulfill every promise, especially with something said so casually. I smiled to myself, returning to the bathroom to wipe off the sweat on my forehead.

I laughed at the irony of having just taken a shower, only to end up sweating again while getting dressed and drying my hair. It felt like the shower had been for nothing.

There wasn't enough time to shower again, so I tidied myself up and headed straight to Cory's room.

Cory's mother was no longer around. So, I figured he might appreciate the feeling of being woken up and dressed by a mom.

But when I opened the door, Cory wasn't there. His little blanket had been neatly folded and placed in a corner of the bed, the curtains were drawn open, and the window was partially opened for ventilation.

I stepped out to look for one of the housekeepers to ask if they had seen him, but then I spotted a small figure downstairs in the dining area, helping the housekeepers.

He was holding a small cloth, standing on a chair, wiping the dining table, and setting up placemats, plates, and cups.

"Cory," I called out.

the housekeepers

away that his

sleep well last

He nodded.

downstairs to him, gently taking the cloth from his hand. "You don't have

of the

and left. He asked me to let you know and also mentioned that someone will be coming to the house later,

understood. Only then did Wendy

didn't want to sleep in. So, he came downstairs and greeted everyone, saying he wanted to

Cory's

"It's nothing. t'used to help my dad make breakfast every day. He's often

off. His slightly red and swollen eyes began to well up