37. I Miss You.

The sun was directly overhead, scorching rays piercing the hotel room windows. Its radiance seeped through the gaps in the curtains. The hot air enveloped the body. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves beside the hotel room. The sun was genuinely blazing this afternoon.

Alexander tried to close his eyes. He repeatedly checked his phone screen, still not receiving any messages from his wife. He was entirely at a loss, not knowing what to do.

He threw his blanket in frustration. He had attempted to sleep but failed. He could only check his phone screen repeatedly.

Alexander got up from his bed. He stood and stretched...