It was half past eleven at night and she was standing in her balcony with her cup of coffee which she thought would be the last for tonight. Looking out from the balcony of her apartment on the 25th floor she watched as the roads became almost empty with just a few vehicles around, she sighed and took a deep breath and walked inside closing the sliding glass door of her balcony. As she passed through the living room she went in the room on the left side to check upon her 5 year old son Zorro, he was asleep and as always his quilt had fallen off the bed. She went in and tugged the quilt properly over him and gave him a peck on his forehead, watching him sleep peacefully brought a smile on her lips immediately followed by tears in her big beautiful eyes. She stood up quietly and moved out of the room closing the door behind her. Walking towards her own bedroom which was on the right side just opposite of Zorro's room she checked her mobile which was vibrating in her slacks pocket, it was her mother's message " I hope you are going to sleep by now" to which she replied "yes, good night mum". As she entered her room the same feeling made her heart sink, she just went to her bed and lied down staring at the ceiling. Memories of the darkest day of her life came flooding, she sighed and tried to fall asleep but she was scared again.
Elizabeth Long was scared of nights now, she was scared to fall asleep since the last 8 months, and she was scared that she will see him go away once again in her dream; she was scared that she will have to feel the same pain, the same sorrow all over again once more every night. At the age of 28 Elizabeth was now a widow and mother of her 5 years old son Zorro, she lost the love of her life, her husband Robert Simpson 8 months back and since then she has been lonely and scared every night. She kept staring at the ceiling and somehow fell asleep, after a couple hours of sleep she started sweating again, crying in her sleep…
" please don't go...stay...I love you".
With this she opened her eyes and sat on her bed crying once again, she brought her legs near her chest and embraced her knees and kept crying for some time. Finally she wiped her tears and looked at the time; it was already half past 4 in the morning so she decided to just lie down for some more time and waited for her alarm to ring at 5 am. Since it was a big day at work today she tried to console herself and prepare for the new day.