Two days passed since Evangeline unexpectedly disappeared, and Eric kept appearing in front of her condo every after work, waiting for her to return or taking a hopeful glimpse if he could spot just even her silhouette.
However, no such thing happened.
He found himself unable to concentrate on whatever he did. His mind still hung up on the thought where she could possibly have gone. Though he was very utterly depressed and unmotivated, he still did his everyday mundane job.
But not the same could be said about one organ inside his system, which was constantly shutting down, causing his already lifeless self to turned limp –– like blood no longer flowed inside him. His heart was so tired . . . so, so tired of always thinking of her.
