Chapter 99

• THE MARK
• I fathomed I would wither into a slumber fast with this lullaby charm beside...huh? He is not here! No wonder I woke up. My senses might have speculated his absence. I roll to the other side of the bed, and the desolate expanse smirks at me. I acquit a long yawn, smoothing the eye logs from my eyes with my right hand.
• His clothes are not dispersed on the floor where they were either. The floor is crystal clear. Did he leave already? Before I imprint my feet to the floor, something hooks my sight from under the pillow. A note!