Sophia
I didn’t realize how long I’d been standing there until the ache in my feet began to pulse up my legs.
The glass pane had fogged slightly from my breath, my forehead resting lightly against it as I stared out the window like a woman possessed.
The city moved, rush of cars, people bustling, the faint hum of life continuing… But my gaze was not on any of them. I was searching for Erick.
Days had passed.
It's been days and not once had he stepped foot into the restaurant.
No calm commanding presence strolling through with that infuriating poise, no quiet reprimands cutting with a softness that only made them sharper, no heart-pounding stillness when our eyes accidentally met.
Nothing, and the echo of it pressed against my ribs so tightly that sometimes I forgot how to breath
