Wilde

Your relationship with Wilde has become more distant lately. Quarrels were constant, and love was not felt as before. If a guy used to bring you breakfast in bed in the morning, now he left only a note saying "I'll be back late".

You've been dating for two years. The guy has always treated you tenderly, taking care of your every step. But small quarrels began to grow into big ones, or even to reach screams. As a result, you just don't talk to each other anymore.

Whenever he met you, Wilde pretended not to notice or pay attention, although it was different. You felt a burning gaze on the back of your head, and at night a hand on your waist, hugging you to yourself. The game of silence and indifference was annoying, knowing how sensitive Wilde was to you.

Sitting on the couch at home right now, you've been looking at the "Wilde" contact on your phone screen for several minutes, and you still don't decide to press the call button. What if he's at work now and you distract him? He's definitely not going to be in the mood.

But with your last breath, you started challenging a man. Your heart began to beat faster in your chest, and a knot of unrest twisted in your stomach.

But within a couple of rings, the phone was immediately picked up. The familiar hoarse and tired voice was heard.

"Yes?"

You were silent for a couple of seconds, not daring to say a word. But those pathetic letters were on your tongue.

"I miss."

There was silence before you heard a heavy sigh and quiet curses on the other end of the phone.

"Are you alone? Because I want to hear you."