Mildred's POV
I tossed and turned sleepily on the bed, trying to touch the person I spent the night with, but the bed was empty.
I became agitated when I looked around and didn't see his clothes on the ground they were lying last night. I quickly rushed to the bathroom, but he wasn't there.
I thought as much, Mildred, you're just a fool.
I sat down and placed my two hands on my face, allowing tears to flow freely down my face.
Where could he be, where has he gone to? What came over me last night, why did I give in to a total stranger?
So many questions were running through my mind, and a call on my phone brought me back.
I rushed to get the phone, hoping he was the one calling to say he was sorry for leaving.
I picked up my phone to see that it was already past eight-forty and it w
