IRENE
I turned to the other side, but I wasn't comfortable. I turned again until I realized I'm actually on a couch. I blinked my eyes open and looked around. I'm still at Jane's house. I took the blanket off me and slowly got up, my feet touching the ground as I sat. I rubbed my eyes. I must have slept off.
The smell of a freshly made Omelette hits my nostrils. I stretched and yawned before getting up from the couch. I concluded she would be in the kitchen. I walked towards the kitchen and I was right, Jane was just putting Omelette on a dish.
"Morning." I greeted. She turned to me smiling.
"Good morning. You finally slept after crying the whole night. I'm glad." She says giving me a smile.
"Thanks for last night and sorry for bothering you."
"Argh, really bestie? It was obviously
