I woke up with a start, something crashed outside, and I panicked. The bed is still empty, and the room is so dark. I crawled out of bed and checked my phone for the time.
It's 2 am, who could that be? Did Samuel come home? I tiptoed to the door and listened for a sound. But it was all so quiet, so I opened the door slowly to peek outside. It is dark outside, and I can barely see. I went out quietly and listened carefully.
I inched closer to the couch in the living room. The moon cast a soft glow in the big glass window. I can see a silhouette sitting on the couch with head hangs low. I moved closer and heard the person cursed under his breath. Broken pieces of glass are on the floor by the fireplace.
Then I finally saw the side of his face. It's Samuel, and he seemed angry or upset. I
