When I called out this name, I could feel that the man, who was holding me in his arms, clearly became stiff.
I didn't care about it. I only felt a little cold. And I subconsciously slid into his arms.
By the time I woke up again, the sky outside had been bright.
I sat up and rubbed my head. It seemed that I was less dizzy. And the fever had subsided.
I looked around.
And I saw that my room was empty.
I got up and walked to the bathroom. The door of the bathroom was half-closed. I pushed it open. Although the lights inside were turned off, I could see that no one was inside.
I turned around, intending to go to the swimming pool in the yard.
As soon as I took a step, I realized that I was looking for someone.
I was looking for Patrick.
I didn't realize it. When I saw that he wasn't there, I was disappointed in my heart.
"No, I can't do that."
I shook my head desperately, trying to get Patrick's things out of my mind
