It was very late in the night, the house was calm, Indicating that everyone had gone to bed. Meanwhile Tiffany sat on the bed, her heart fluttering and her lips curved up into a smile as she typed into her phone.

Shortly after, she climbed down from the bed, tiptoed to her door and slowly opened it to avoid making a sound. She finally crept and went out of the house.

Brent's talk and dark figure could be seen, waiting for her as she ran up to him. She smiled, “You've been here for long??”

Brent shook his head, and draped his arm around her waist, pulling her close, she...