A R I A N A

I woke up in the middle of the night the bed feeling big and empty next to me Dante wasn’t there and the room was dark and quiet.

I goraned rubbing on my throat, I felt thirsty.

My throat was very dry.

I wondered where Dante had gone probably in his home office working, I’ve noted that he is a workaholic the minute I stepped into this house.

It’s like his work was never ending.

I sat up slowly.

My body felt sore a slow smile ...