Mario turned over to the side of the bed, with sleepy eyes he stretched his hands out to wrap his hands around Marya, only to meet an empty bed.
His sleepy eyes snapped open instantly, and what he thought was a mere imagination of him, was right there staring clear at him. She wasn't in bed. Infact, the bed was cold just to show how long she had left his side.
"Marya," He called for her, he knew what exactly was going on with her and he didn't want her to go into depression, nor worry herself that much about Narika.
For crying out loud, she had a high blood pressure and it getting worse totally depends on her. If there's anything she was, that was being an overthinker.
He stood up from the bed, taking the top of his pajamas and pulling it over him when the cold air of the night hit directly at his spine.
She wasn't in the bathroom, and neither was she in Narika's room which he concluded was the place she was supposed to be.
