Chapter Twenty-Three

LEO

 

All of a sudden, I feel cold in my bed. The comforting warmth that was enveloping me into its embrace is gone. I sit up and look around my bedroom. Not a single sine of a silver haired man or his well-controlled pheromones. I wonder where he has gone off to. I am always the one who wakes up first and disappears without saying anything to him.

 

So, this is what it feels like when there is no one beside you in the morning to wish you a 'good morning'? So empty…

Wait, what?!

 

I come back to my senses. What am I even thinking? It's not like I always had so many people to greet me early in the morning! So, why am I feeling like there is a void in my chest, now? It's absurd. I hate this feeling.