I stirred awake to find Drew's side of the bed chillingly empty. Curiosity tugged at me—when had he slipped out? I stood up from bed and made my way to the bathroom, realizing with a jolt that my impromptu stay had left me without any of my belongings. I reluctantly grabbed Drew's toothbrush, used his soap, slathered on his lotion, and slipped into one of his oversized shirts. Looks like I’d be donning the pants he lent me yesterday once more.
Emerging from the room, I padded into the kitchen, my stomach growling in protest. "Felicity, are you skipping class today?" Patricia called out, her voice bright. I approached her as she handed me a plate piled high with fresh toast, beans, and eggs, accompanied by a steaming cup of cocoa. "No classes for me today; they start tomorrow. Thanks for c
