On his way back from dropping off Claire, Chris decided to go see his mother especially since he had woken up to several missed calls from her.
Though he had wanted to return the call but he had been too engulfed in Claire's presence to remember calling her back.
She must be worried about me now, he thought, a smile gracing his lips as he made U-turn to his mother's house.
A short while later, Chris stepped into the grand but empty foyer of his family estate, the sound of his shoes echoing against the marble floor.
The familiar scent of lavender and fresh roses filled the air, reminding him of how his mother always insisted on keeping the house pristine and welcoming. He let out a deep breath, raising his hand to tousle his hair as he headed toward the living room.