VANESSA'S. P.O.V
I stared at my room's balcony, bored to death. I don't know what to do to pass my time. I thought of Emily. I hadn't seen her since the incident between us in the room. I decided to go see her.
I knocked at the door of her room twice before she opened the door, and she smiled nervously and opened the door wider for me to go in.
“Hi Emily," I greeted her.
"Vanessa, how are you doing?”
I sat down on the sofa in her room, looking at her, she was nervous and wringing her hands.
I knew she thought I was still annoyed about what happened between us in my room.
“I'm not annoyed with what happened the last time we met, Emily, feel free with me," I said softly.
“Are you sure?" she asked, excited.
“Yes," I replied, smiling at her. She hugged me tightly but happily.
“Emi
