I miss him. I miss the way he talks to me. I miss us. My heart cries for him but i didn't called him or texted him. My phone is with me and I'm staring at it. I was hoping that he would call me but i think he busy with Emily and chris. I sigh and decided to read books. Books are my therapy. Whenever i feel low, i read books. Maa and papa went to visit doctor. I'm alone in this whole house. I was reading books that's when someone rang the doorbell. I sigh and went to open the door. As i opened the door the person i saw is Emily who is standing on my doorstep. I blink to confirm if she is real or am i dreaming?

"Hey!" She said.