Maclain's POV
Days, weeks, almost a month.
Nothing, no emails, letters, texts, calls, nothing.
I spun in the chair staring at the ceiling. When I heard something downstairs. I smiled brightly hopping up and ran downstairs. I saw Calvin come in looking tired.
"Morning!" I kinda shouted and he walked past me.
I bit my lip turning to face him only to see his back. I ran after him to the kitchen.
You don't know how much you love someone, until you lost them.
I played with the new ring he threw at me that night...okay well he threw it on the ground. I watched him standing in the doorway as he opened the fridge.
"How was your trip?" I asked and he slammed the fridge closed making me flinch. "Baby....please at least look at me." I said softly and he gave me a cold look before walking past
