Oriana's POV
Back to the daily grind.
Wake up. Eat breakfast. Work. Eat Dinner. Go to bed. Not freak out about Priscilla being a bruja. Hide my feedings. Try not to think about Robin.
Rinse. Repeat. Over and over.
No one had ever had as much of an effect on me as Robin did. I kept hoping that he would walk through the doors at work so I would see him again. At the same time, I just wanted to forget about him.
I cringed when I remembered how needy I was. How embarrassing. Of course, I'd scare him off after that. I cursed myself for not being able to get him out of my head. I could still feel his hands, his mouth. How good he felt.
My teeth gritted.
How pathetic.
I didn't do this. Obsess over one guy. He didn't want me. That should be enough for me to get over it and move on. But it
