I miss her

Next day, Wednesday Morning …

Canada ….

Franco groaned deeply as he turned in bed, it hasn’t even being a week yet, but it has been a long week. Without Jenna even realizing, she has successfully being able to put him in a tight spot, planning, scheming and devising, just for everything to go in his way, and in the way that would largely benefit their family and ofcourse himself.

He stretched out his hands to pull Elizabeth closer to him, Atleast to feel her warmth before he got up and repeat the almost frustrating loop he had come to be living these past few days. But, his hands just ran through the bed. Her space was empty.

His eyes fluttered open immediately, he turned slowly to look at the small alarm clock on the bedside lamp, it read 5:30am….

She wasn’t supposed to go to her store today, why was she up so early!

He gently stood up from his bed, put on his flip flops and made his way out of the room, just as he got to the entrance, he heard light sobs coming from the walk in clo