I woke up with a yawn, stretching my hands as I slowly sat up but I stopped mid stretch when I noticed the space beside me was empty.
He left.
I sighed as I climbed down from bed. I needed to get ready for the day, I couldn't dwell on last night but no matter how I tried, the thought of his vulnerability wouldn't leave my mind.
The look in his eyes, the pain.
I don't know why he was fighting so hard with himself. Why was he stopping himself from being happy?
I got into the bathroom as I took my toothbrush and applied toothpaste on it. My reflection stared at me in the mirror and I could see the look of distress and worry in my eyes but it wasn't for me.
It was for him.
I shouldn't care about what happens to him right? Especially since he's always a jerk.
I sighed as I put the to
