Chris's pov

I didn't sleep well all night. Intellectually, the farther away Kenneth and I are, the better. Warren was right across from me and could find out at any moment.

From my own selfishness, I am eager to meet Kenneth. After all, I am used to his arms, and I will sleep more sweetly when he holds me.

I thought Kenneth would come back, but he didn't come home all night.

I woke up very early, and I couldn't help sighing when I looked at the empty quilt around me.

Kenneth has already occupied such an important position in my heart before I know it.

Get up, wash and...