Despair

The curtains were pulled apart, and sun light was now invading the whole room. The white bedsheets and cleaned room, everything was back in its place. She was nowhere to be seen but a faint scent of hers was lingering in the air, as he took a deep breath. 

Turning the cold shower on, the water poured over his well toned muscles as he ran his both hands above his forehead and then into his hair. 

The water made him feel relaxed, as he closed his eyes in determination. 

He remembered every tit bit of the night he spent with her. Obviously he made it so memorable for himself, and after all it was a different experience. It was not a one night stand he had with random girls at hotel before or even with his ex. 

It was something different. What he experienced was not just thrilling but involved tenderness too. Somewhere it felt warm and affectionate. 

But however she did not experienced the same thing, and he was sure about it. It w