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The light from the full moon shone through the bedroom window, shining gently on the sleeping form on the bed, covering her in softness, nighttime, whispers. It cast just enough light to turn black into blue, muting the room as if everything was on pause, night the only witness to the breathing of the person on the bed. It was a pause full of promise, of hope, echoing the mood in the house as of late, mirroring the actions of the inhabitants.
On this night, this dark, quiet, peaceful night… there was no movement in the room, in the yard, on the street. The dog next door was even quiet, the cars parked until morning. But something was missing. And the figure on the bed sensed it.
Stirring… the slim figure in the middle of the bed moved ever so slightly, blankets shifting as she reached slowly with one hand, palm down… fingers running over empty space on the sheets until making contact with a pillow… now cool…waking the figure slowly, recognition dawning… eyes opening… blinking… searching for the cascade of dark curls that normally occupied the same pillow, for the warm body that usually slumbered nearby.
But even in the purple light, she could tell there was only emptiness, the hazel gaze finding only cold space next to her, the blanket pulled to the side, an empty bed.
Blinking again, Tina sat up slowly, the sheets sliding from her as she checked the time on the clock by Bette’s side of the bed, taking a minute to think, run her fingers through her hair. Turning her head to see the dark emptiness of the master bathroom, Tina frowned, slipping her legs out from under the blankets, her feet searching for her slippers but not finding them.
Her first stop was to the bathroom to relieve herself, her mind whirling with possibilities, then to brush her teeth before donning a robe and going in search of the one person, the only person, who should be occupying her bed.
It didn’t take long to find her, Bette after all was a creature of habit, and so it was no surprise that the brunette was right where Tina thought she would be… sitting on the couch in the living room, watching the lights play across the backyard. Long legs curled under her with only the light from the pool casting shadows in the living room, playing across the beautiful face.