Chapter 813: A trip?

A short while later, John returned, freshly showered and in clean pajamas. He lifted the covers and climbed into bed.

Diana immediately rolled over into his arms. As he held her close, the emptiness in his heart felt a little less hollow.

He lay there with his eyes open, the darkness accentuating the clarity in his long, narrow eyes. After a while, he lowered his head, inhaling the scent of her hair, and whispered, "I have to take a trip tomorrow."

"Hmm?" Diana lifted her head from his chest, looking puzzled. "A trip? How far?"

"Not sure yet, but even if it’s quick, it could take about a week," John said, his voice steady yet hesitant, unsure how to explain further.

"At least a week..." Diana muttered, sounding disappointed. "That’s quite long. Where are you going?"

"To a... remote place. I’m not exactly sure what it’s called," John replied slowly, not knowing how to elaborate.

Diana, to his surprise, didn’t press further. She adjuste