Caesar's POV
Fuck, she turned out to be a mistake I didn't regret, even if I told myself I should and now the bed was empty, and for reasons I couldn't explain, that bothered me more than it should have. I should have pretended she was just another night that had passed by but she wasn't. I should've been relieved she's gone, as she wasn't supposed to stay, yet here I am, still sitting there, staring at the empty space beside me, the sheets tangled and faintly warm from where she'd been. The room felt hollow. My chest is even more so.
As if shifting my body could shift my thoughts, I sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on my knees, fingers dragging through my hair, trying to forget her but I couldn't.
For hours afterward, I told myself it didn't mean anything. That it was just heat, impu
