I didn't know when Patrick had left. But, that day, I had been sitting at the door for a long time.
Until I fell asleep without realizing it.
Early the next morning, I woke up at the entrance.
The first thing I did was to open the door. But nothing was outside. Although a night had passed, I could still faintly smell the smell of alcohol.
It seemed that Patrick indeed had got drunken yesterday.
Back in the room, I wanted to call Seth, only to find a text on my mobile phone.
It was from Patrick Cowell.
The text read, "I'll let you go this time. Don't let me see you again!"
As I read this message, my heart ached slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, I called Seth.
Originally, I planned to tell him about what Patrick had said yesterday, including that he had known everything.
But for a long time, nobody picked up my call.
By the time he got back to me, it was already in the afternoon.