Sky half-drunkenly stumbled into the hotel room they had been staying in for the last three nights in Taipei and the door shut abruptly behind him. He winced as he realised that he could well have woken his sleeping fiancée.
"Sorry Soph." He slurred apologetically, moving towards the bed. He squinted as he sat down on it, realising in horror that he was alone in the room. "Sophie?" He called out, thinking that perhaps she was in the bathroom. He knocked on the door before opening it. No sign. For a moment, Sky fumbled around for the light switch, clicking it on. When his eyes had adjusted to the brightness, he looked around and noticed that all Sophie's belongings had disappeared from their various positions around the room. He opened the large wardrobe to find that her clothes and suitcase had also gone. All kinds of thoughts spun round the young man's mind. Had he done something to make her leave him? Had she been hurt? Had she just had enough? She'd packed up all her things, that comforted Sky a little to know that she had chosen to leave and not been forced to in any way.
Once he had started to think clearly again, Sky decided to go down to the hotel's reception and ask if they knew where Sophie had gone. Luckily, a very helpful lady was able to tell Sky that Sophie had left about an hour previously in a taxi headed for the airport but could tell him no more.
Disheartened, Sky thanked the lady and wandered back up to the room. He could get a taxi himself and go after her but Sophie had clearly made her choice. She did not want to be with him now for whatever reason and he had to respect that. He would sleep off the rest of the alcohol and decide what to do the following day.