When morning arrived, Ivan, who had passed out on the sofa by the window, stirred awake as the first rays of sunlight brushed across his face. Blinking his hazy eyes, he looked around and realised that he was still in his room and that Eve wasn't there.
He got up lazily from the sofa and went to get ready for the day. After some time, dressed in his usual impeccable suit, he stepped out and walked towards Evelyn's room. But just as he was about to knock, he paused, his frown deepening when he couldn't hear her heartbeat inside. The realisation that she must have left early this morning settled uneasily in his chest.
Hearing footsteps, Ivan looked to his right and found Damien walking towards him with an amused look on his face, one that soon broke into a sly grin. "She's not there, brother…but you already know that."
"And you know that because?" Ivan narrowed his eyes at him.
Damien chuckled, "That's because Cece informed me that they were heading for breakfast early today."
