Choice woke up to that strong smell of coffee again. She was half asleep, curled up on her right side when she suddenly realized she was famished and tossed on the floor, holding her stomach.
She was fully awake in an instant once she realized where she had spent the night.
Where she had cried herself to sleep without the heartless President caring about her health. The floor was cold and she could have easily caught a cold.
She stood up, looked around and couldn't find her suitcases where she had left them the previous night. She went into her workroom and found one, then into the bedroom and found the other two.
"That jerk!" She cursed, glaring at the huge poster of him on the wall.
He could move her suitcases but not her?
A knock fell on the door and she thought it would be Ray
