I slowly woke up to the dim rays of the setting sun that slowly washed into the room, brightening up the grayscale colours. I slowly say up, my brows furrowing. Nikolai wasn't in bed with me, and I swallowed, my lips parting slightly.
I pulled my knees to myself, a sigh escaping me. With almost no motivation, I pulled myself out of bed and grabbed one of Nikolai's hoodies, then finally changed into it.
I sighed again as I watched the mirror into a ghostly reflection of myself.
I thought I would be happy, but here I am. The ghosts keep haunting us, and I don't know how to break free.
I shook my head, then slowly turned to the door. The house was quiet as I walked out to the large, clean kitchen. It was fully stocked, and I wondered where Nikolai would have gone.
With nothing but a grow
