Entering her room, she slumped on the bed, her entire head colluded with all jumbled thoughts.
The entire time that she spent walking from the meeting room to her own room, she felt like something was going on wrong. It was not her hallucination, these were so not the thoughts randomly occupying her head. This was concrete evidence of his presence.
She knew it was him, but she had no way to prove it. She had no way to grab onto him and to force him to stay with her till eternity.
But she knew one thing for sure that she had to try.
Her heart was still erratic because of his touch, her thirst unquenched as he left her bereft, at the mercy of nothing but memories.
But before she could think of anything else, her stomach grumbled.
She was all famished and her heart longed for some good comfort food, for the whole day had taken a toll on her, both emotionally and physically.
