Parting Time
Helen exited the bathroom and donned clothes on her body. She took the hairbrush from her shoulder bag and starts brushing her hair in front of the dresser. She glanced at Peter still lying on the bed, he's staring at the ceiling, they've just finished another mind-blowing lovemaking a few minutes ago. Every time their bodies become one it always took her breath away.
Peter wore a sad expression on his face, he always acts like this every time they're about to be separated again. He can't help it! He sighed inwardly.
Helen breathed deeply. She put down the comb on the dresser table and went to his side. She sat on the edge of the bed beside him. "Are you okay?" she asked while holding his hand.
Peter shifted his gaze to her face. "I hate this feeling..." he said sadly.