Another Man

♧Adrian♧ I knew she wasn't back because I didn’t hear her door open. She probably didn’t even know my bedroom was just a couple of doors away from hers. And that was a good thing. I couldn’t trust a stranger in my house. What if she tried to sneak out in the middle of the night or did something else I wouldn’t like? I was decent enough not to put a camera in her room, but I still needed to know whenever she left. So, I found another way. I stepped out of the bathroom, drying my damp hair with a towel. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, the screen lighting up. I glanced at it but didn’t bother reaching for it. Walking toward my closet, I grabbed a T-shirt, pulled it over my head, and sat on the bed. Should I go to sleep or stay up until she was back? She had left two hours ago. Grabbing dinner shouldn’t take that long. Unless… she was meeting someone else. At that thought, my mood soured instantly. I snatched my phone from the nightstand. She could never stay put, could she? I unlocked