I flopped down on the bed. Tomorrow was going to be another day, a better one. I repeated myself in my head over and over again. The next time I opened my eyes it was daylight and the sun was lighting up the entire room. It was another day, but that was no consolation. I didn't understand how they said that in the movies. I rolled my eyes and stretched. The dress rolled around my body. I had forgotten I was wearing it. I took it off in disgust. It belonged to Camille and the last thing she wanted was to have something of her on top.
Never wear something that belongs to a w***e.
I yanked it off and looked around for scissors. Once they were taken I began to cut the dress. That way no one could wear that shitty outfit.
Salem licked my cheek. I laughed a little. At least he knew she
