Grace
I could not stop smiling.
Trust me, I had been trying. I really had. But every single time I tried to tone it down, to press my lips together and act like a normal human being, it just burst out of me again—wide, bright, and completely uncontrollable. The kind of smile that made my cheeks ache and my eyes squint and probably made me look like a complete i***t.
But I couldn’t help it.
I was so damn giddy.
I buried my face into my pillow for the fifth time in the last ten minutes and let out a muffled squeal, my legs kicking slightly against the mattress. This was ridiculous. I was ridiculous. If anyone saw me like this, I would actually die from embarrassment.
But still…
I couldn’t stop.
This had never happened to me before. Not like this. Not this light, floating feeling in
