There was full moon outside because the month of February was half way. He felt like someone opened his gate. He felt like a car just left his compound. The clock ticked 2am and he wasn’t sure if he was dreaming or he was really up. He was not the kind of a person who would wake up in the middle of the night even if he remembered he slept with the door wide open. He was a heavy sleeper who was hopeful to change one day. He couldn’t get back his sleep after few minutes of struggle, he felt so tired though. He realized that there was no one besides him. He detaches himself from the bed and walks to the window. He opens the curtain slightly and sees the full moon outside. He walks to the door as he calls her name. No response, he walks to the washroom perhaps she was there. No signs of life. He goes for a short call and hears noises of these kitchen things fall down, akina hotpot, spoons, bowls and dishes. Seemingly things were not okay under this roof. He calls out agai...
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