Elena
I couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness at the thought of how Victor leaves the house early in the morning and return late at night. It had been two days since the awkward encounter between us, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off between us.
At first, I tried to convince myself that it was for the best. After all, the tension between us had been building up for a while, and maybe we needed some time apart. But as the days went by, his absence began to weigh on me.
I missed his presence, his touch, his voice. But most of all, I missed the easy and comfortable way we used to be with each other. Now, every interaction was strained and awkward, and it felt like we were strangers.
I couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same way. Did he miss me as much
