Seeing this, Mark Duncan couldn't help but smile.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently.
.........
When Stella Noah Jackson woke up, she found herself already lying in the warm blanket.
Turning her head, she saw the Bedroom was empty, no one was there.
On the bedside wooden shelf, there was still the empty infusion bottle that Mark Duncan had finished…
The syringe had been removed and casually dropped on the Floor.
She froze for a moment, then supported herself to sit up.
Where is Mark Duncan?
She wondered, lifting the blanket to get up, put on her shoes, ready to search.
Just as she reached the Doorway, she suddenly heard some noises coming from the Bathroom.
Curious, she turned to look.
"Mark Duncan?" She instinctively reached out to knock on the Door, but who knew…
The Bathroom door wasn't locked at all, just gently closed, and with her push… the Door unexpectedly opened like that.
The Door was pushed open… inside was a tall figure, back facing him…
