How can one describe everything happening in the cinema?
In the front row, people were fully engrossed in a rather good romantic movie, fully justifying the price of their tickets with their undivided attention.
In a more secluded corner to the side.
It seemed like a couple, watching the movie while whispering sweet nothings to each other, occasionally indulged in some uncontrollable small gestures.
Of course, in this day and age, none of this is particularly unusual. It seems everyone understands the actions young people feel they need to express their love.
But in the back row, where there should have been two people, it appeared as though one had vanished.
Only Sam remained, practically lying in his chair, as if the movie had lulled him into a sleepy daze, his eyes half-closed.
Yet, if one were to draw closer, they could hear the occasionally deep breaths of this very handsome man.
Of course.
Zoe hadn't disappeared.
