Too Quiet
Li Xueyue didn't know how it happened, but she had fallen asleep in his arms. There was something about the way he soothed her… His words were like a lullaby. He had stroked the back of her head whilst hugging her close and reassuring her that nothing was her fault.
But why did she sit up in an empty bed in a daze with a hand upon her empty belly? If it wasn't her fault, why did guilt prick her heart. Her shoulders caved in as she dropped her head.
The room was quiet except for her shaky exhale. She had already cried enough upon his sturdy chest. She had promised him that there would be no more tears. But hot tears still filled her eyes, blurring her vision.
"Since when were you a crybaby?" she chided herself, rubbing her suddenly stuffy nose.
Li Xueyue touched the empty spot beside her. It was cold. When did he leave? She wiped at her eyes, slowly at first, before angrily doing so when more tears threatened to slip down her cheeks.