Chapter 53

It was past 4 pm., when Charlotte stirred on the bed, her limbs heavy with sleep. She opened her eyes slowly, squinting against the light. 

Turning to her side, she realized Ethan was no longer there. The spot beside her was cold, as if he'd been gone for a while.

With a yawn, she stretched and swung her legs off the bed. As she stood, something on the other side of the bed caught her eye—an oversized white shirt neatly folded with a note on top. 

Curious, she walked over, picked up the note, and read it.

Freshen up and wear this.

At the bottom, in bold letters, was the word Love.

Charlotte chuckled softly, shaking her head in amusement. "Really, Ethan?" she murmured to herself, glancing at the shirt.

It was comically large, and she couldn't help but laugh at the memory of Ethan insisting she didn't need to bring an outfit from her apartment.