Nara’s POV
Ugh.
I let out a tired sigh as my eyes slowly opened. Bright morning light slipped through the gap in the curtains. My whole body felt sore from the weird way I’d slept. I stretched one stiff arm and yawned, my jaw making a small popping sound.
I reached for my phone on the nightstand, squinting at the bright screen as I held it up.
11:04 AM.
I gasped, my eyes widening as if the damn phone had just insulted me.
“11 AM already?” I croaked, my voice rough from sleep.
With a frustrated sigh, I dropped back onto the pillows and dragged a hand down my face. My head was pounding, probably from bad sleep and being angry all night.
This was that jerk’s fault.
I stared at the ceiling, feeling that familiar knot of irritation tighten in my chest. I’d waited for him like an i***t.
