Alexia POV
I woke to the sound of silence.
Not the comforting kind. Not the kind that felt like peace. It was the kind of quiet that pressed down on me, suffocating, like the weight of everything I couldn't understand yet was starting to crush me.
I rolled over, reaching out instinctively. But the space next to me was cold.
Empty.
It was like he hadn't been there at all, even though I could still feel the faint imprint of his body beside mine. The warmth of his skin, the soft scent of him lingering in the sheets. But he was gone.
Gone without a word.
I let out a shaky breath. The sudden emptiness made my chest ache. There was this tightness, a gnawing feeling at the pit of my stomach, like I should've known this would happen. He'd leave. He always left, even when he was close. Always pulling away, always pushing me back.
What did I expect? For him to stay? To care?
