The next day, Leonard was much better. The doctor examined him and disconnected everything from him, making me even more relieved. I went home to get my things back to where they actually belong, Leonard's house.
But then when I returned, I saw a small suit case packed outside his porch. My brows furrowed together. What was going on. I entered the house and left my box on the living room.
"Clara?" I called but no answer.
"Leornard?" No answer. My heart began beating so fast. Anxiety creeping in.
I started climbing up the stairs but just then, I saw Leonard and his doctor coming from a room behind the stairs.
"Leonard" I rushed up to him and hugged him.
"I'll be waiting for you Mr Leonard" the doctor said and walked away, out the door.
Puzzled, I asked "is everything okay?"
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