Emily's heart raced as she knocked on Callan's bedroom door with one hand, while she held the tray and balanced it against her body with the other arm.
When there was no response she knocked again and called out, "Callan?"
Callan still did not respond, so she opened the door, and walked in. She looked around the room and when she didn't see him, it occurred to her that he was in the bathroom.
She decided to set the food on his nightstand and leave, but just as she was setting down the tray, something caught her attention.
It was the white unicorn figurine she had gifted him six years ago. She smiled, glad to see that he had kept it all this while and it was beside his bed.
Her heart clenched when memories of what had happened between them shortly after came back to her, and she shook her head.
No. Keeping it by his bedside wasn't a big deal. She could only imagine the number of times he had brought ladies into this room and how much immorality the poor figurine had witnessed.
