Missing Maverick
It was a tiring day again for Stacey. She parked her car as usual and entered her house. She thought that she could smell Maverick's amazing cooking but she was disappointed to find a messy lifeless house. Take-outs are everywhere and bottles of empty beers are on the floor. The house felt cold too like her. She felt cold and empty. Just how many days has it been? She's sure that it wasn't that long but she missed him like it's been centuries.
She dragged her body toward the sofa as she dropped her bag and kicked her shoes. She sighed as she stared at the messy coffee table. It's been a while since she was broken-hearted. But those heartbreaks were nothing like this. She suddenly thought that she didn't want to go on with her life if Maverick would say that he will never come back to her. So then, while Maverick wasn't saying such words, she will wait for him.