I kept my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, hoping he'd still be there. I wanted to hold on to the peace of his arms around me for just a bit longer. But the warmth beside me had faded. The space where he slept was cold. My heart dropped the moment I reached out and found nothing.
I opened my eyes, blinking at the soft glow of morning sun slipping in through the white curtains. Joonseo was gone.
I sat up slowly, wrapping the blanket tighter around me, still catching the scent of him on the pillow. "Why did he leave so early?" I whispered to no one. "It's Saturday… He usually stays longer."
I pulled my legs out from the covers and placed my feet on the cold floor. My chest ached with an emotion I couldn't name. Was it guilt? Sadness? Or the looming fear of what I had to do today?
Just then, my phone rang on the nightstand. The name on the screen made my stomach twist.
Seungwoo.
I hesitated but picked it up.
"Hello, Mr. Seungwoo," I said, trying to sound cheerful.
