Chapter 320 A Night Of Peace

• Cautiously, I entered Timothy's apartment, my footsteps echoing in the silence that enveloped the space. "Timothy? Duke?" I called out, surprised by the absence of both Timothy and his dog, who would’ve come running to the door in most cases.
• The living room revealed no signs of their presence, except for a flower arrangement adorning the coffee table. My gaze fell upon a single note, neatly placed amidst the petals. Intrigued, I picked it up, unfolding the paper to reveal Timothy's unmistakable handwriting.
• "Evie, I'm sorry. I shouldn’t have taken my anger out on you. You mean the world to me.