Billie.
I wake up to the emptiness beside me. Lexus didn't sleep next to me. His side of the bed is untouched, the sheets perfectly smooth like he never even considered lying down.
I exhale and push myself up, stretching out the stiffness in my limbs before heading to the bathroom to freshen up. The cold water against my skin jolts me fully awake. Today is his mother's funeral. The least I can do is look put together.
I slip into a sleek black dress, long enough to be elegant but stylish enough to still feel like myself. Dark heels complete the look. No matter the occasion, I refuse to look like I just rolled out of bed.
Downstairs, I sip my coffee, letting the warmth soothe me. By exactly seven, I'm seated inside the waiting car, fingers absentmindedly tracing the rim of the dark Gucci shades I held.
Lexus finally joins me.
