Briar’s POV
A loud gasp escaped my lips as I opened my eyes. I swallowed hard, my eyes darting around the room desperately. It took my brain a few seconds to process where I was. I exhaled slowly in relief. The nightmare had me running for my life. checked the time and I only have about two hours to get ready for work. Peeling the sheet off me, I staggered towards the bathroom almost losing my footing.
Staring at my disheveled hair in the mirror. My face already looks stressed and it's only been twenty-four hours of resuming work. I was quite on edge all through yesterday and only did my best to keep calm just so I wouldn’t get my friends worried. They already suspected that I wasn’t in a good state of mind. I tried not to get myself bothered about the fact that I am working in my ex-hu
