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Isabella 30

We had a playful banter before we both fell asleep together. When I woke up, he was no where to be found but he had left a note on his pillow.

'Explore the house, my Cara. I have gone to deal with some unfinished businesses,

Yours, Damien.

I smiled and got out of the bed. I was glad that it was not a work day for me today. It was a Saturday and I get to relax in a nice house nonetheless.

I was still trying to decide how to start my day but I was interrupted by the door bell. My phone rang at the same time. I ran to pick it up. It was a message from Damien.

'Ordered you food' The text read. My stomach grumbled in response.

The door bell rang again and I scrambled to cover myself but I could only find a bathrobe. I quickly wore it and ran downstairs. A teenage boy of about eighteen with ginger hair and recommended glasses stood with a big white box in his hands.

I guessed that he was the delivery guy.

"Order for Mrs. Moretti," He said.

"That's me," I answered and signed the