Before It Sinks In (Revised)

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Becky woke up with a sore body, but a smile quickly crept up her face. She blushed madly as she remembers the night before, running her hands to her neck and body, remembering how her wife adorn them, showering them with kisses and her loving touch.

Speaking of her wife. Becky stretched to look for the familiar warmth on the other side of the bed, only to find no one. Is she downstairs already?

Maybe, she's already cooking. I'm actually starving anyway. She thought.

She carefully stood up, as she still feels the ache between her thighs. She didn't bother to pick up her clothes from last night, instead she went for her robe and just quickly wrapped it around her body.

She wanted to see Freen already. They need to talk.

"Freen? Where are you?"

Minutes passed and Becky has already gone through majority of the house, but her wife is still nowhere to be found.

Did she go buy something? That's what she thought as she headed to the receiving area walking slowly due to the pain she still feels.

When she got there, her attention was taken by an envelope neatly arranged on top of the center table, with what seems to ba a note beside it.

She picked up the note first, holding on to the envelope on her other hand.

"I'm sorry. I'm setting you free."

That was all that was written on the letter. Nothing more, nothing less. Not even a name to explain who it is for or who wrote it, but knowing that there are only two people living in their house, it kinda seem obvious.

What the hell?! That was the first thing on her mind after it sank in. Setting me free? What does she mean? Who the hell has to be set free? And what if I don't want to be "set free"?

Doesn't she know how important she is to me right now? Just when I already grew dependent of her, she'll leave me behind?

Why is she doing this to me? Right when I am just realizing my feelings for her. And after what happened last night, that is.

What the fuck?!

Becky slowly lost her balance, making her sink in the sofa. She felt like the world just stopped spinning. Like there was a sudden void in her chest. She didn't even notice it, until she was slowly out of breath, but she was crying uncontrollably, sobbing like she lost a loved one. Well, she did. She lost the only person who never got tired of her, who persistently waited for her, who loved her purely and genuinely.

She can't stop her tears. She was hitting her chest, cause she's having difficulties in breathing. In the end, she found herself hugging her own body, her face buried on her knees as she cried and cried, and before she knew it, she lost consciousness.