Chapter 297

Samantha noticed a flickering light on the ground floor. Her floor was so high up that even Leonardo, who stood at a frame of six feet and three inches, looked like a tiny action figure from the balcony. It was late as hell, and the residents here were asleep. She didn't want to yell at him to ask what he was doing, so she pulled out her phone and texted him instead. "You're back. Why are you still downstairs?" After that, Samantha saw Leonardo downstairs on his phone, looking at it as he typed. A short while later, she got a message from him. "Snowman." She muttered to herself, "Snowman?" Samantha suddenly remembered the post she had published earlier on her Instagram, and Leonardo had liked it. Was this about the snowman post? Looking down again, she saw him pointing wildly at the spot next to him. She squinted to look in that direction and realized it was indeed a snowman. The white snowman and the snowy ground blended so well. It wasn't until she really paid attention that sh