"Why did Sofia drag me here saying it's an emergency when you're perfectly fine, ya lazy sack of shit?"
I didn't even bother to turn over on the bed when I'd heard her knocking so I definitely wasn't going to bother doing so after she'd just let herself in.
The sounds of the inn below could've been heard through the door just before she'd shut it closed, the laughter making my ears sting as I continued to stare out the window from my fetal position on the bed.
The sheets were starting to lose the scent of him, even the shirt he'd left behind that I had been clutching on to for the past three days was starting to simply smell of mere cotton. The scent of roses mixed with something so uniquely him had all but faded, but the persistent pain in my chest refused to fade with it.
I'd only known him for a week. Why did I miss him so desperately?
