Chapter 100

I hesitated, thinking it might be inappropriate, but if she did not care, why should I? So, I agreed. Edith wasted no time asking for pajamas and a towel, ready to shower. Fortunately, my master bedroom had its own bathroom, so I retreated there, planning to stay put until morning. Lying in bed, I could hear her footsteps in the living room. It felt strange. My apartment had been silent for so long, and now there was another presence. I thought I might have trouble sleeping, but surprisingly, I drifted off quickly and slept soundly until morning. When I woke up and went to the living room, Edith was already gone. She had even left a note on the table in elegant handwriting, informing me, "Made some breakfast, but it's warming in the pot. Heading to work early to wrap up the project soon." I wondered when she had gotten up and left. Considering the commute to the site, I guessed she must have risen around 4:30 am. No wonder she had been so eager to sleep last night. Sure enough, I