Waking up the next morning wasn’t as hard as I expected it to be. I guess I didn’t drink enough to completely knock me out then.
After the driver dropped me off, I headed straight to my room. Excelle was in the sitting room, but I wasn’t in the mood to talk today.
I walked straight to the shower and let the water drip down my body, soaking through my clothes. I stood there for close to five minutes, just letting the water pour as if it was enough to wash off my sour mood, but of course even that wasn’t possible.
When I finally stepped out of the shower, I slipped on my pjays and jumped into bed, my phone in hand. I stared at the screen for a tiny second before finally opening it, and the moment I did I let out a sigh.
Still no messages from Knight.
He had the time to message Angelo to
