EMILY’S POV
A groan escape my lips as I stare at the papers, the section for apartments to rent. This is f*****g annoying. He hasn’t said a word to me since last night, makes it so hard when I’m trying to think positive.
We saw this morning, ate together, he dropped me but in all, nothing, no communication at all.
My back rests on my chair, fingers to my jaw thinking. My office is exceptionally bright today, a good way to remind myself I’ve not found a suitable apartment. Getting charmed by him made me forget certain things. I was only meant to stay with him for few weeks, my things should’ve been here by now, for that, I’ll have to call my old witch, my mother. One splendid plus mark is I have a job and a good one.
I will not be stranded ever again, not by any man without any cho
