Suzy woke up, stretching her limbs, a sense of lingering warmth still present in her body. She looked around the room, finding herself alone in the bed. "Ryan?" she called out, her voice soft. Silence answered her.
Her gaze fell upon a folded piece of paper resting on her pillow. She picked it up, noticing the familiar scent that clung to it, a subtle mix of his cologne and the faint aroma of tobacco. She unfolded the paper and read the contents, her heart sinking slightly.