Liam.
“Damn, are…these birds…fucking demonic…? The hell are they chirping like the world belongs…to them?” I grumble under my breath, hating the bird songs disturbing my f*****g sleep.
God, I wanna crush them with my hands!
The anger pushes me to wake up, ready to crush some little demons that call themselves birds, but I'm shocked at what I see.
Sunlight.
What?
It's already morning?
How?
When?
Then I look around, realizing I'm in one of the rooms in the cottage.
Wasn't I lounging with Bianca on the couch? When did I get here?
Confused, I wrack my brain for answers. I usually have this hypnagogic amnesia that makes me forget things when heavy sleep sets in, and I think it happened.
Or did I sleepwalk?
“Ahh, shit.” I curse, rising from the bed.
I glare at the demo
