Savanna did not sleep that night. She stood on the terrace and waited for a night, but Brandon did not return.
When Debbie got up, she saw Savanna standing by the terrace. She looked back into the yard and did not see the black Cayenne.
Debbie was smart. She knew that Savanna was waiting for Brandon.
It seemed that Debbie's words last night worked and Savanna changed her mind. But Brandon was nowhere to be seen, so Debbie was anxious.
She walked back to her room and called Brandon. "Debbie."
Brandon's voice was low and lazy.
"Brandon, why didn't you come back last night? Savanna waited for you the whole night."
Brandon stopped writing. The ink fell onto the page and slowly faded away. Debbie was even more anxious since she didn't hear anything from Brandon. She shouted a few times, "Hello."
"Yes, I'm listening. Debbie."
Brandon came back to his senses and he smiled happily, "I'll be right back."