Tears were dripping onto my dress, but I wasn't making any sound. There was no sound to express thid kind of pain.I didn't want to move, didn't want to do anything. Fang was not waiting for me out in the living room. Tomorrow morning, when I woke up, Fang would still be gone.
Tears were falling silently onto my dress, reflecting the deep pain I was experiencing. I felt overwhelmed and unable to vocalize my emotions, as words couldn't capture the intensity of my suffering. I wanted to remain still, unable to take any action or seek comfort.
I knew Fang was no longer in the living room and would not be waiting for me. I was aware that by the time I woke up tomorrow, Fang would still be absent, which added to my sense of loss and sadness. The moment emphasized my feelings of loneliness and longing.
