Kookie’s :
No matter how much I try, the news about Elias leaving horrifies me. I thought I would be over it this morning, but knowing I will wake up alone in two days makes the worry in my chest weigh me down. The warmth of Elias beside me is the only thing that feels authentic right now, the only comfort in the storm brewing in my heart.
I don’t want to open my eyes, don’t want to face the reality that tomorrow, he’ll be gone. Tears slip down the sides of my face, soaking into the pillow beneath my cheek. I try to stifle the sob, but it comes anyway, a soft, aching sound that breaks through the stillness of the room. I feel his presence, still so close, and I reach out instinctively, wanting to hold on to him, to keep him here with me. But when my fingers brush against the empty space
