GRACE
‘Until I make you mine.’
Those words crept into my semi-conscious mind and succeeded in stirring me out of my deep sleep which got me nestled into my bedsheets in the strangest position.
I sat up and wondered what the deal was with the words that filled my mind. But I was unable to find an explanation. I was also unable to recollect the things that happened after I got my sad self intoxicated last night.
After a quick dart of my eyes across the room, I suddenly remembered that I was not in my house anymore. Once that thought settled, my eyes widened at the idea that it was very likely that my drunk self did something foolish around Mr. Powers.
’Until I make you mine.′
That sentence crept into my mind again. And it seemed that’s the only thing I could remember from the previous
