[Olivia's POV]
Hubby... How long has it been since we separated? A week? But for me, it felt like years. I'm feeling the drawback of not being with my hubby. This loneliness pains my heart greatly.
Laying on the bed, my Hubby's scent was still strong. Hubby's scent was the only thing keeping me from going mad.
My days at the academy were pretty monotone. One compared to my life as an orphan. I would try to pass my time with my friends at the academy.
While it had lessened the empty feeling of being alone, I never knew that something like this would hurt me so badly. Maybe I should have tried to join the team even if I held them back.
It was selfish to wish for this, but my heart felt like it was touching the void. Rolling around the bed, I continued to bathe in his scent.
As long as I had remembered, ever since we first met, we had never been this long away from one another. We were like two peas in a pod. Wherever he went was me.
Now that he wasn't here, I felt like I would lose my mind at this rate. There were still three more weeks, coupled with the fact that he was leaving for the tournament.
I had wanted to go there in person to cheer for my hubby. But with the tournament hosted in Grandelle, the chances of me going there was close to none.
A long queue of people lined up to get there, and the cost of being teleported was ramped up to a ridiculous price.
It was getting ridiculous. I needed a way to relieve this pain. Using the 3DA, I tried to forget this lingering pain of loneliness. The 3DA had helped distract me, but this loneliness wouldn't disappear.
I missed his touch, breath, and even his adorable face. In my spare time, I would look at him deeply when he was asleep.
His sleeping face never gets old. The expressions he makes give me a tingling warmth, one filled with happiness. Remembering that, I missed him even more.
After he comes back, I never let him leave. I will stick to him like a child wanting more of his attention.
"Mhmm!" I couldn't help but grumble at my frustration.
Serena, that selfish witch, will be spending time with my hubby for a month straight. What if he gets tired of me because of her? I couldn't do anything but let my anger out.
Hubby, please come back quickly. I feel like dying at this rate! All this thinking made me less energized.
I then grabbed a stuffed animal in my room and hugged it. My hubby bought a model cat for me during our stay in Avaris.
Playing with the stuffed animal distracted me from overthinking. I never knew playing with dolls could help me pass the time.
I had never played with dolls before because I was isolated in the orphanage that I was at. I felt restricted.
Grabbing more stuffed animals from my room, I started giving them names. Kitty is the name I gave to the cat. I know it wasn't pretty unoriginal, but I thought it was a cute name. Then I named the stuffed animal raccoon, Loony.
With these two stuffed animals, I started my game. Kitty, the supposed female cat, played the role of a lonely wife. And Loony played the role of a husband that was always working.
"Looney, are you going to stay at work again?"
Playing on the bed, I voiced Kitty's role, making my voice higher-pitched. Kitty was making a sad noise when asking her husband that.
"Honey, you know how work is."
Using Looney's voice, I made it much deeper than my own. Making the raccoon animal leave, the kitten was now alone.
Playing around with these two, I realized that I might be crazy. But I was having a bit of enjoyment caring about that.
"Looney..."
I imagined tears coming out of the kitten's eyes. The kitten was now depressed, sitting on the sofa and staring at the roof aimlessly.
"Where is our love?"
The kitten muttered to herself. Kitty thought that their love for one another was falling apart.
"Kitty, bring him lunch, and you'll see something interesting."
I played the role of a god, suggesting Kitty go to Looney's workplace.
"Mrs. Voice, if I bring lunch to my husband, will this all work out?"
"Yes."
Picking up Kitty, I brought her to an imaginary kitchen. Making some pancakes that I would eat later, Kitty brought them out and went to Looney's workplace.
Realizing I had no more dolls, I made two more with hard rock candy. They weren't messy, so that they could be used as a plaything.
I made a white wolf and another pink raccoon. Knowing these two roles, I set to where they would be.
"Mr. Jaykins! Do you know where Looney is?"
Using the wolf as Mr. Jaykins, I proceeded to continue.
"Looney is at his office. Are those pancakes? Looney sure is lucky."
I then gave Mr. Jaykins the manliest voice I could ever give. Then Kitty, going to her husband's office, saw something she shouldn't have.
"Looney, harder~!"
Looney was mounting the rock candy raccoon, enjoying their intimate relationship.
"Looney! What are you doing??!"
Kitty screamed, glaring at her husband.
"Kitty, what are you doing here?"
Looney looks nervous, trying to find a way out. Before he could come up with an excuse, Kitty lunged at him and pushed him off the window resulting in his death.
"Mrs. Voice, you said this will all work out!"
Tears were dripping out of the cat. She was saddened by the decision she had made.
"It all did. You don't need a husband like that."
And with that, the small play was over, now that I think about it. Isn't something similar like this happening to me?
Hubby is spending quality time with Serena, and I'm not there. Hubby, please come back as soon as possible!
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