Something was missing.
There had been no great shock in her life, no unforeseen death of a loved one. Something was just simply gone. That spark of life that kept a person going, that little bit of ambition, had vanished. She’d noticed as soon as she woke up that morning. It was how she wanted nothing more than to break down and cry, how the tears tightened her throat and pricked at the corners of her eyes. There was no real reason for it; the only answer she could come up with was oh god, another day. Why did it feel like there was nothing to look forward to anymore?
Of course, this hadn’t been the first time this happened. Everyone had bad days. She was no exception, and every time, it felt like there was no end. The absence seemed like it would never be filled again. Logic was there to tell her otherwise, but logic was hard to believe.
She stayed up all night, so she wouldn’t have to wake up the next morning. If she had thought about it, she wo