The silence confirmed he wasn't home.
Relief washed over her.
On the island counter sat a single covered plate.
A small note rested on top.
She shuffled closer and read it.
Eat all of this, then take your medicines.
Lifting the lid, she found pancakes drizzled with Nutella.
She preferred strawberry syrup…
But this would do.
She sat and ate quietly.
A glass of orange juice waited beside the plate.
After finishing, she swallowed the medicine he'd left for her, washed the dishes, and returned to the guest room.
Hours passed.
She sat there doing absolutely nothing.
Bored out of her mind.
She didn't even have her phone.
Alfonso must've been worried sick.
Two days without hearing from her…
The thought gnawed at her.
Her mind wandered endlessly until sleep claimed her again.
When she woke up, the sky outside had darkened.
Evening already.
Why was she sleeping so heavily?
Probably the medicine.
She yawned loudly
A sudden knock startled her.
