The next morning I looked for Michael but I could find only the note on the desk.
I am leaving at the office, don't forget to have breakfast
I got down from the bed and searched for my phone. Once I find it I immediately called Michael.
"Hello, why you didn't wake me up before leaving?" I questioned.
"I don't want to disturb your pretty sleep," he replied in an apologetic tone.
"But still you should at least say that you are leaving," I deliberately showed my disappointment.
"I am sorry, honey," he apologized to like all the time.
"It's okay. I will call you later," I hang up the call abruptly and started to shed tears that were of no control.
I stumbled on the floor and cried holding my knees. I don't know why I don't know how but I miss him so much right now. I know he will be
