S E V E N T Y - T H R E E

EVA.

"Emerson. "

My eyes open to the while ceiling and my hand move on its own across the bed, but end up with nothing.

My chest drops as I sit up on the bed, my eyes glancing at the clock by the side which reads almost ten. And Emerson is yet to be back.

I lift my body to grab my phone, and there are no new notifications from him.

"Where did you go?" I mumble as I stare at the numerous messages I've left him before I climb off the bed and head out of his room. The uncomfortable silence in the house swims around me as I stride to the kitchen to get a glass of water. After having a sip, I take the glass with me and pace to the living room, dropping on the couch as I place the glass in front of me.

Silence. A drop. A swallow. A heartbeat– the cycle goes on and on with my feet tapping against the floor and my phone in my hand, and when my thoughts go to the point of almost driving me insane, I move from the couch and place a call to Aliya, chewing on my lips as the line rings once a