A Vampire

Chris’s POV

It was quiet, way too quiet for my liking. I mean, I was someone who liked it when it was quiet, but not this type of silence.

I think what I should be saying was that I missed Linda. She was gone, she was already out of the country.

I could get on a plane right now and go to her, falling to her knees to beg her to forgive me. But I think that I had gotten the fact in my head that I could not force someone to heal when I wanted them to do so.

As much as I hated to say this, she needed time. She needed time away from me. I think what felt more awful was not just the fact that she had left but the fact that I did not know when she was going to be coming back.

It could be next week, or it could be next year. Or it could even be after five years. The fact that I did not know scared me, it gave me anxiety.

Walking down the stairs and heading to the living room, my footsteps echoed in the empty villa. I still had not told the workers to come back to work yet.

I wanted to be alo