15. I am sorry

ERICA

I fell asleep sometime in the early hours of the morning and woke up sometime during the noon, but the room was still shrouded in the dark. And when I turned on my side, for a moment fear gripped me when I found the bed empty as I started to worry if something happened when I was sleeping and they took Antonio to the hospital without waking me up. But as I sat up, my frantic eyes found him sitting on the chair with a long back near the window where he was gazing out from the corner of the window where the curtain was pulled aside.

Waiting for my heart to calm down, I sat there and watched him. He was in his shirt and pants, his face looked drawn and his posture sad, almost forlorn. I slipped out of the bed and tried to make as little noise as I could to not startle him as I made my way to his side.

I wanted to touch him, to check his fever and also to feel him but instead I settled on the chair opposite him only to freeze when he turned his muted brown eyes on me. I sat there lo