The rainfall increased. The sound of the pouring rain outside the window was so soothing. I wanted to put on some romantic music on the stereo and stay awake next to Sabil the whole night, just watching him. Watching his handsome face till I board the flight. I didn't want to miss even a second from feeling his skin under my fingers. I was taking home all these feelings with me. I was taking a bag full of his affection, his scent, his both sweet and bitter memories. I will always remember his green eyes, his brilliant smile, his chiselled features.
I was taking everything else with me too. The warmth of this bed, the cosy and homely feeling of this house. Isla, Mario, and Diego's generosity. The taste of Mario's food in my tongue. Guzman, Julio, and Emilio's kindness. Dr Abascal's smile.
