Elena had felt him before she saw him.
That warm scent from him that she had somehow learned to recognize and her eyes opened slowly to the dimly lit room and found him immediately, standing beside her bed, already turning to leave.
She grabbed his arm before she could stop herself.
She was happy he was back, she could finally talk to him and apologize for the stupid thing she did.
He turned around in surprise and found her eyes open, looking up at him, and for just a second neither of them said anything to each other.
Slowly her eyes trailed over his face, then down to his neck and her breath caught in her throat, what she saw left her speechless.
The room wasn't dark and the light coming from outside the room was bright enough to illuminate hers.
She had seen a lipstick mark. Right there on his neck, deep pink against his skin, it was literally impossible to miss.
She slowly let go of his arm before looking away.
