Valerie's POV
The sound of screeching tires snaps me out of my reverie and I stop chewing on the doughnut in my hand.
I slept this evening after eating an early dinner and I woke up around 10 pm feeling hungry again and also to see that Ryan is not back home.
He usually comes back late but not back after 10 pm is extremely late. He was deeply concerned about me last night so it won't be bad to be concerned about him today too.
I called him before coming downstairs but he didn't pick up.
I sit up from the sofa in the living room after dropping the doughnut back on the plate on the center table. I approach the front door to see if it is him.
Before I get there, the front door opens and he walks casually in with his briefcase and his blazers hanging on his shoulder.
He doesn't notice
