That night, as soon as she stood right in front of her room door, Lena's brow furrowed upon finding the door not fully closed, leaving it open by a hand's width. Lena still followed the rule of knocking on the door.
Knock! Knock! Knock!!
“Doctor...” she called softly.
“It's me...” she repeated, knocking on the door once more. With no response, Lena's free hand immediately touched the doorknob, pushing it hesitantly.
The room was empty. Her eyes scanned Dominic's spacious room. Only a discarded shirt lay on the bed. The sound of the shower indicated that Dominic was in the bathroom.
Lena walked slowly, placing the hot chocolate on a table that matched the long gray sofa in the room. Passing the bed, near the window with its curtains already closed.
Lena placed the cup there, notic
