Don't own anything.
Hints...
Flack woke up and looked at the clock, it read 5:00 a.m.
He sat up and looked beside him, the bed was empty, like it always was, like it had been since she died.
He remembered the dream he had had, Jess was in it like always.
After walking into the kitchen, he saw a cup sitting there, it hadn't been there the night before.
Frowning, he picked it up with a cloth and put it in a bag.
It was the third time something had been left out, this time, he'd take it to the lab and get them to run prints.
He looked out the window and wished he could see something, anything.
He sighed, he almost wanted there to be someone watching him, so he could be distracted for a moment and forget the loneliness.
Little did he know someone was...
Okay, you can expect nearly every chapter to be short in this story. I find that it goes better with this style. Hope you enjoy!
Love always, Heavenly...