Becca was starting to get used to Leo coming home late but it didn't stop her from worrying. Every night he stayed out late, she worried a bit more each time. Her concerns weren't unfounded, not with the kind of work he did. She stayed up waiting for him. They lived under one roof and slept in the same bed, yet the distance between them lately was wider than it had ever been.
She knew he was going through something emotionally and just didn't know how to help. She missed him. She missed his mischievous yet playful personality. She missed their light-hearted banter. He was still the same man she kissed on her parent's balcony but it felt like decades ago.
