Chapter Thirty Six: He left...

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I wake up to the heavy sound of the rain outside my window. When I turn to the left side, Adam's spot is empty already.

“Adam?” I whisper to myself. It's more of a worry-filled call that I hope I am not thinking about right now.

I call him from my room to the whole place, hoping I will hear an answer from the bathroom somewhere close.

My gaze lands on the empty shelves where Adam placed his bag when he brought it here from his place. His shoes are gone. His jackets on the back of the door are gone too. I remove myself from the bed and check the bathroom. It's empty. The closet. Still empty. I take the courage to walk out of the bedroom. The hallway is quiet down and I still the dripping of water from the broken faucet in our kitchen. The kitchen is empty.

The dining place is empty.

I start to panic.

I start to worry.

I start to get sad.

I start to feel alone.

My feet find their way to my parents' bedroom. Still, I would he would have decided to take a look at it or someth