The early morning light shone on through the path designed curtain, I rolled over to the other side of the bed

I expected to touch the smooth and silky skin that held and cuddled me although night, but I couldn't find it, and my hands touched something different

I opened my eyes, I saw a tray of prepared breakfast fast on the bed waiting for me to wake up and eat it

I smiled when I saw the the letter attached to it "Good morning sweet, I will be right back" Marcel wrote

I quickly back the fallen hair on my eyes and embraced the letter with love, and at...