Felix entered the hotel suite in a rush. He looked around the living area and noticed laptop, jacket, shoes. 'She is still here. Still in Montreal. Didn't check out of the hotel.' His heart thumped few times, allowing blood to flow through his body. His heart stopped beating when his eyes fell on the tan purse resting on the sofa. 'She is here!' He rushed toward the bedroom.
Felix found Sophia on the bed, unmoving. Her hair was spread over the pillow. He knew that she is awake, and aware of his presence. He was unable to see her expression; her back was facing him.
"Why are you here?" Sophia's faint voice reached him.
"Because my everything is here." The answer came from his heart. He saw her hand clutch the blanket for a second.
The silence in the room was suffocating.
"I have nothing left to say." Sophia tried to keep her voice steady, but Felix still noticed light tremors mixed in with her words.
