The next morning, when Leon woke up, Rosvisser was no longer beside him.
On the nightstand, there was breakfast and a note.
Rubbing his eyes, he sat up against the headboard and picked up the note.
It was written in Rosvisser’s neat and elegant handwriting:
"Sleep in and rest properly. I have a ton of work to handle. Spend the day with the kids, and meet me in the library tonight."
Leon scratched his messy hair and muttered,
"She must really be busy if we’re communicating through notes now."
Aurora deux machina again!