The house remained quiet long after I sat down in the living room.

For a while, I leaned back in the chair, staring at nothing in particular while the faint echo of Darius’s message lingered on my phone screen.

Already missing me?

I should have ignored it. Instead, my fingers walked across the keyboard.

"Stop patting yourself on the back, mister", I replied

His reply came almost instantly.

"I usually am".

A faint smile tugged at my lips before I could stop it.

That was the problem with Darius. He had a way of slipping into my thoughts long after he was gone, leaving behind the feeling that something unfinished...