CHAPTER 142: THE UNEASY NIGHT

Samantha tossed and turned in bed, her mind racing. Jake had been acting strange for weeks, and it was starting to take a toll on her. She glanced at him, watching his chest rise and fall in the soft moonlight. Everything seemed normal at first glance, but she knew something was off. "Jake, are you awake?" she whispered, hoping for a response. There was no answer. Sighing, Samantha rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. It was nearly midnight, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. She had noticed the late nights, the mysterious phone calls, and the secretive behavior. It wasn't like Jake at all. *************** One night, she heard him slip out of bed. Her heart pounded as she heard him tiptoe to the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind him. Samantha lay still for a moment, then quietly got up and moved to the door, pressing her ear against it. "Yeah, it's me," Jake's voice was a hushed murmur. "I miss you too... No, she doesn't know anything. I'