"I am sleepy," Luna's palm covered her yawn, "I'm going to go back to my room. Good night."
Neither did Felix react nor say something to her as a response to her utterances of parting; the hotel building soon caught her body out of Felix's sight.
Wobbling to her room with her sleepy eyes, Luna's feet carelessly stumbled and the door kissed her forehead; she moaned, what hurt her most was not the pain on her forehead yet the nothingness that welcomed her when the door swung open. Her husband hadn't shown up yet although the dawn almost fell
In hopeless steps, she directly followed her feet to her bed and curled on it with her mind wandering somewhere; the negative things confined her thoughts until she surrendered to her somnolence.
The alarm she set rang eight times in her ears and jerked her wake; her vision only captured the loneliness in her room. She grinned at herself in pity hoping her husband was suddenly lying on her side.
