Gone Boy
It was like deja vu all over again as she rushed out to peer at the window. Gone, was the car and she was left all alone trying to search for him in the vicinity.
Her beast was nowhere to be found. This made her cower in angst to believe that everything that happened yesterday may in fact be a dream. Fleeting however sweet it felt, wasn't enough if he weren't there before her to confirm the strange turn of events.
She faintly remembered watching through heavy lidded eyes however, Cleo making a tie for Dane as her imagination played them like a pair of doting lovers. Her hand then crept to her lips as she also recalled the feel of his lips against hers right before his departure. His kiss was full of gentle longing.
Cruel beast.
How could he leave her without waking her goodbye?