Maybelline Walter POV
I tossed on the bed for the umpteenth time, unable to sleep no matter how I forced myself to. It was already past 11pm and I was supposed to have been asleep by now, but the incident from earlier kept replaying in my head every time and I couldn't help myself.
Why was he like that? I asked myself the same question yet again, but couldn't come up with the possible reason he was like that.
"Maybe he's in love with you," a part of me had that thought, but I was quick to dismiss the thought because I was sure that it was the last thing that could happen. No way Miles could be in love with me.
Twenty minutes passed before my eyes finally became heavy, and I didn't try to fight the sleep as I had been waiting for it almost all day.
I didn't sleep for long before my hur
