"Be careful," Sylus said solicitously at parting. He just took you on a business trip. as soon as the train started, making a loud squeak of wheels on the rails, the man followed him a little more, as if delaying the moment of separation for as long as he could and watching you wave goodbye to him through the large window of the car. After all, he got too attached.

for a while he still stood on the platform, watching the train with his eyes until it completely disappeared from view somewhere over the horizon. The wind ruffled his white hair quite a bit, sending a shiver down his spine from the unexpected realization that something important had been taken away from him.

Yes, even if the separation did not last long, a couple of weeks at most, it upset him. When he returned home, he felt a strange cold. The huge dark mansion was completely empty, immersed in deathly silence. it was strange for him to realize his newfound loneliness, noticing her things in various parts of the mansion: her favorite sauce in the refrigerator, which he couldn't stand, a towel in the bathroom, there were also many jars of care cosmetics, neat stacks of clothes in the closet. It all looked like she had gone to the store and would be back soon. but she didn't come back. but she won't be back for the next 2 weeks. This realization weighed on him, even though he didn't want to admit it. He's used to being alone, so why does he feel this way?