With each day that passed, his stomach grew heavier. He was upon that ledge of certainty, feeling completely out of ease with the world. It had only been three days since they had crossed that line of friendship into something more, much more. Three days since they had last talked. Three long, fatiguing days that were suddenly too quiet. The world was too quiet…. His world, was too quiet. It all felt off kilter. This is exactly what he was trying to avoid — a life without Vivi. James usually preferred grey, cloudier weather, but not over these past few days, as it all seemed darker. That lovely, cosy feeling that would usually accompany such weather, was gone.