Tricia POV

The next day, I got up from the bed and looked around. Morgan wasn't by my side. Where would he be by this time of the day?

I walked to search different areas of the room, but didn't see him. I let out a sigh thinking that he went to get the new cook.

With that, I left to bathe and afterwards walked out of the house.

"Good morning," a beautiful old lady greeted.

"Where is Morgan?" I asked staring at her.

"Morgan, over there ..." She said pointing her hands.

I thought of ...