When Love Breaks by Jack

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?”

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

my door frame with his eyes

you should head back and get

could use a bit more shut–eye myself. Work had been a beast, and good sleep

am I going back to sleep, or are

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

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

for breakfast on the go, I reopened the door to find Gregory had vanished. When checking my phone, I saw a

his style without unnecessary words, not an extra punctuation mark in

usual flashy sports car, but instead,

by the cat, the driver politely

nodded, replying. “That’s

took my luggage, opened the car door for me, and there was Gregory, fast asleep with an eye mask on, oblivious to

journey from RiverCity to Vista City was short, barely

breakfast and,

“Lily”

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