Chapter 68- Nostalgia

The next day morning, Francesco woke up feeling warm sun rays on his bed.

Amazed at the fact that he had the best sleep ever had in a long time.

He knew the reason he slept so well last night was that he had Arlette next to him.

He stretched his arms to reach for Arlette, as soon his palm touched the cold bed, panic-stricken, he sat upon his bed in an instant.

The other side of the bed was empty!

He looked around the bedroom and groaned.

He ran his hand across his hair irritated.

He felt disappointed and hurt.

Damn it! She left again!

He fell back on his bed. He didn't do anything wrong with her. Then why she was running away and disappearing on him like this?

So heartless she is!

After yesterday night, they both felt sexual tension, attraction, and passion between them.

How can she leave just like that?

He searched for his phone and found it lying on the floor.