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Here's another drabble of writing that I completed tonight. Comments and criticism will be welcome once again

Spoiler for Alone:

“Do you love me?”

In my past, I was never certain of my answer to such a loaded question. After all, if I were to say yes if I didn’t mean my words, I would be living a lie. If I were to say no, I would probably break her heart.

Now, of course, there was no doubt whatsoever. A small golden ring wrapped around my left ring finger continually reminded me of what I now shared with the woman who had slept by my side for the very first time the previous night.

“Why ask me when you already know the answer?” I beamed, glancing over to my newly-wed wife. Her long locks were dishevelled and her beaming brown eyes seemed weary from having just awoken, but I didn’t care.

I loved her. Enclosing my roughened hands around the soft and silky hands of my beloved wife, I closed my eyes, fully aware of the loving warmth that emanated from her palms.

“I love you, my dear wife.”

It was a feeling that I never believed I would ever feel in my lifetime – so feeling it for the first time... I finally believed that I was finally happy.

I fully expected my wonderful wife to respond in kind to my words of love. However, there was nothing but silence – and ever so quickly, as my eyes remained blind to the world around me, everything seemed to change.

The warmth I had felt from her silky hands being enclosed within mine suddenly evaporated into dust. I could only assume that she had picked herself up from the smooth canvas that was our bed, so I re-opened my eyes to view the place where her beautiful form had once laid.

But there was nothing there.

There had been nothing there all night.

“Guess I was dreaming again,” I muttered, clutching in anguish at the empty space where I thought my beloved had been sleeping during the night. Even though I expected it, I was dismayed to see that no ring was placed upon my finger.

I would like to say that she had once slept by my side – but that would be a lie.

That empty space upon my bed was never filled with the body of a loved one. I was never sure why I got a double bed in the first place – maybe I was hoping that one day I would find that one woman who would make my life complete?

I was only fooling myself. No girl had ever given me a second look, let alone the time to love me.

I was all alone.