I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock ringing and feel emptiness around me. I turn over and see that Brant's gone.
Of course he is. But I never asked him how did he come to my help when I didn't even call him for help and that too, right on time. It can't be a coincidence, or is it?
Who cares, Emerald? You're safe and he saved you. Stop excavating deeper than you should.
I shrug at the thought. Seems like finally me and my subconscious are leading to a somewhat harmonious relationship.
I get up and take a shower pondering over yesterday's events. I come out of the shower a few minutes later and dress up in a pair of denim jeans, a white shirt and a denim jacket over it. I look...good. I smile to myself and style my hair in a ponytail since I didn't wash my hair today. I rush downsta
