C170 If You Want to Laugh, Then Laugh.

When Connie woke up, the dusk outside the window had already fallen. The room was pitch black.

She reached out to turn on the light on the bedside table. The dim yellow light illuminated a corner of the room. She sat up and realized that the man who should have been lying beside her was not there.

She lifted the blanket and saw that she had already put on her pajamas