I suddenly woke up in my short nap and found no one beside me. Disappointingly, I stared at the hand of the clock pointing to 1. I already had a mental impression of where he spend the night. Probably at Melissa's room.
After turning off the light, I faced his side of the bed, hugging my pillow tight. The grief and sorrow that I felt for my dying heart was superfluous, missing his warmth. My throat dried and stand to get some water in the kitchen. I carefully descended the stairs, afraid if making a noise that might wake everyone.
I just use the flashlight on my phone so that I don't need to open the light in the living room. Since the living room comes after the kitchen, I needed to pass it first.
When I reached the kitchen, I immediately turn the light on and grab a bottle of water in
