Bryan’s POV
I arrived home, and the anticipation of encountering Megan, with her unpredictable charm, lingered subconsciously in my mind. Yet, to my surprise, my entry into the house was devoid of the usual whirlwind dramas that she often brought with her. A strange sense of void replaced the anticipation.
Having strolled into my room, I indulged in a refreshing shower, allowing the warm water to wash away the day's tensions.
As the water cascaded over me, I found my thoughts drifting towards Megan once again. Her presence had an inexplicable way of leaving an imprint on the atmosphere, and I couldn't help but wonder what she was up to.
After my shower, I made a call to the maid and requested a sandwich and a glass of whiskey. Both had become my customary companions, offering a brief
