Adrian's POV

Staying alone was my routine. I was used to it. I loved it. It was my normal. Waking up now and not feeling my girl next to me and dragging her to my side made me weak.

It had only been the third day and we spoke on the phone, I was still missing her. I couldn't even help myself. It didn't make sense not to miss her. It was the right thing to.

Now, I had nothing to do. Absolutely nothing. Immediately I came back last night, I hung the portrait on the wall in the living room.

Even as I stood up, it was the first...