Veronica's POV
Apartment - Early morning
The curtains were set barely allowing the sunlight to penetrate as Jonathan knew I didn't like the sun falling on my face.
I woke up trying to look around and to recognize exactly where I slept.
For a brief moment I totally forgot where I slept.
Then as I realized, a moment of peace settled in my heart.
For a brief moment, I felt like the old times.
Like old times, I used to wake up with new hope.
I woke up slowly as I wanted to take in the moment.
The familiarity of the room gave me a sense of warmth.
My hand consciously went to the side of my bed to feel Jonathan.
A habit I had of waking him up.
But…
I couldn't feel him.
The surface was…
Cold.
I looked towards my side.
The bed was perfectly neat.
Clearly he didn't come.
"So, he didn't come to the room last night."
"He didn't even change as I was in the bedroom."
"He could have come…it's not as if I would have…did he think I would have?"
