Amara
Something urgent came up. Had to leave. Take a warm bath if your muscles hurt in the morning.
-Leo
I blinked at Leonardo's bad handwriting and frowned, trying to blink away the sleep. I glanced at the bed beside me and it looked completely unslept. What happened? Where did he go? And what time was it? One look at the night stand calendar, I realized it was almost eight in the morning. That's why the room was so lighted. My muscles felt like jelly. Rubbing my eyes at the weird haze that was fogging my senses, I tried to gather my thoughts. When I looked up, my eyes fell on the shiny piece of dress, his black shirt and handcuffs lying on the couch. I stared blankly at them and then it hit me...
