Death (1)

In the end, she still obeyed him obediently and went to bed right after she hung up on the call.

As she lay down on the bed in the empty bedroom, she stared at the ceiling. She could feel a part of herself missing as she reached her hand out to the spot beside her. The usual figure was not there for her to touch and she could not feel his warmth.

This feeling…

It was difficult for her to get used to. The quality of her sleep was terrible during this period of time. She slept lightly, and even though she slept quite long, she would wake up many times in the middle of the night.

She was too used to being around him. With him here, she was not worried at all. He always prepared her outfit in the morning or even help her to change into it, and she found it difficult now that he left. Her old independent self was gone.

She sighed. How could she have become like this?

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