EMILY'S POV
"f**k!" I cursed under my breath, quickly picking up my bag and rushing out of my room. How the f**k had I woken up so late?!
Maybe it was because I spent a better part of the night thinking about my mother and all she had said to me today. And after that, I began fantasizing about my friend's brother, and waiting on him to return home.
As I ran down to the foyer, I met the cause of my current predicament, who was completely dressed and about to leave for work.
"Good morning!" I rushed out, heading out.
"Emily." He called.
"Please I'm late already." I shot him a pleading look, before walking out.
I expected to meet Vito outside and ready as usual, but he wasn't there. I felt so confused right then, and had to release a brain decluttering sigh.
After some seconds of ca
