Third Person.
"Alessia?" A gleam of hope shot through his heart, and his eyes were filled with relief as he called out, taking huge strides towards the bedroom.
" Alessia?" He called once again, and although he was answered by the unsettling silence, the hope in his tone was still there.
But after calling for so long, without getting any response, without hearing from her, he finally gave up. Slamming his body on the bed, tired and broken.
She was not there.
She hadn't been there to begin with. One week had already crawled by since she left.
And the image that he had seen in the room earlier? It was all in his mind.
' I miss you..' He mumbled softly, his face deep into the sheets as he hungrily inhaled her familiar scent.. And his voice as he admitted? it shook with fear, as
