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...