DON'T LEAVE ME

That must have been the best sleep of my life since I did not even stir when he pulled away from me. It was not until I was awake, that was when I realized the other side of the bed was empty.

“Aryan?” I call out sweetly, imagining he was outside the bedroom door making breakfast for me.

Oh, how lucky I was, the man I loved, loved me, I could not help the giggles that spilled out of me, the leg flapping too, it was almost embarrassing, but who cares? We did not even sleep together but it was very possibly the best sleep I ever had.

I pat down my hair, combing out the knots with my fingers as I try to look presentable for him, using my phone as my mirror, I find crusted saliva at the corner of my mouth, cussing, I rush to the the bathroom to wash my face.

It was only when I get out that I realize, the house was too quiet, there would have been pots and pans clanking together if he was making me breakfast like I thought. Checking the time on my phone, I find it was few minutes past