The lashes of the sleeping man fluttered, like gentle movements on a calm spring, his eyes opened, they were clear and icy, just as it used to be. He looked around for a but and memories of where he was rushed into his mind. Then, he sat up abruptly.
Camry! His woman, where was she? Is she safe? Are they still together or they were separated? He was the only one in the room and their was no one to ask. The place was so quiet that he feared that he was all alone.
He climbed out of the bed, his back ached, he clenched his jaw and held his throbbing waist. He could not help but wonder how long he was asleep for. His mind was fussy at first but within seconds, he got over his dizziness and stood straight.
He walked out of the room, following the direction in his mind. He just wanted nothing but to find her, hopefully, they were united in this life too.
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