Sasha's awareness recovered its hold on the real world, she instinctually connected with where Adam had been resting. The glow that typically welcomed her fingertips was missing, supplanted by a cool vacancy that sent a little ache of frustration through her heart.
Flickering her eyes open, Sasha looked around the room, quickly bewildered. The room they shared was softly lit by the morning light that filtered through the curtains. The messed sheets gave testimony regarding their cozy minutes, however presently they appeared to be dormant without Adam's presence.
She tossed back the covers, a smidgen of despairing pulling at her as she swung her legs past the brink of the bed. The cool air stroked her uncovered skin, advising her that she had awakened in an unfilled bed previously. In any case, something about today felt unique, a significance that lingered palpably like implicit words.
