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Author's POV
His eyes searched for yours. The screen floated to the air dancing with it. The fresh aroma of coffee was surrounded by the home.
Home! A place where he can feel alive!
He got up from the bed and walked towards the closed bedroom door. His hand reached to hold the knob to open it. Once he opened it his eyes wandered to find a particular pair of eyes which is enough to feel alive and at the same time which is enough to kill him.
He walked to the kitchen but only to see it was empty. He looked at the kettle and two empty cups on the table but not the one he was searching for is there.
He turned around to go to the laundry room to check there but it was also empty.
Where did you go, baby? He sighed thinking where you went early in the morning.
He went to the guest room to search there as expected, you were not there. He even checked the bathrooms but no.
The last room he left unchecked was his workroom, where he would paint his art. He walked towards there and stood outside the closed door. His hand forwarded to hold the knob he looked under the door space to see a shadow moving, like someone is running.
A playful yet mischievous smirk played on his lips. He opened the door and closed it behind him. He looked at the curtains floating in the air. The morning sunlight rays were falling inside the room making the room shine like golden.
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His eyes still have that mischievous look but contain himself thinking about how to play with you.
But his eyes turned soft and lovely after seeing a soft yet lovely view that was enough to melt his heart.
