Varell has returned home after looking for Mia for a while but he can't find her.
The house lights are still dark, there is no smell of cooking or the sound of the television on. It's quiet and quiet, there is no hum of the song that is usually heard when Mia was drying clothes, and there is no Mia's voice who always flirts with him, all of which makes the house feel very lonely and quiet.
Varell plopped down on the sofa, his hair a mess and his shirt pulled up to reveal his stout arms.
He sighed heavily, two shopping bags he found in his car then averted his eyes.
Varell grabbed it and took the contents out of the bag. A coat and sweater.
Varell gripped it tightly, he hugged it and channeled all his sadness.
Mia thought about it so much that when he ignored her, Mia still had time to buy warm clothes for him.
Why only now did he realize that his attitude towards Mia had been hurting her.
