She sat and stared at her computer.
She was hoping, praying to see the little box at the bottom of the screen light up with his name in it. It had been 3 days since they last spoke, and she feared what would come soon after his return. But it didn’t matter, they would still be communicating, and even if they had the most mundane of all conversations, it would still bring joy to her heart.
She just hoped they wouldn’t fight again like they had before, so many times.
Suddenly, the box turned orange and blinked at her. She opened the window.
”@ work. Sry.” it said, and her heart sank.
Another day would pass without him…