I served my family well. Or at least I think so. Lying in the bed or looking at myself lying in the bed felt like a nightmare itself. Time seemed endless in this world. Whenever I think it's been a full day it's only been an hour. A week seems like two and I'm sure a month is going to feel like a year. Was this ever going to end?
Is this what I get for being so demanding or pushy? Is this how all my assistants felt when I yelled at them? Or when I asked them to do something for me after hours? Their day must feel like crap when I come for rehearsals.
The door opened slowly. I was at the window so I'm curious to see who it is. Could it be Luca again? Or Brad? Maybe Wayne came back to get revenge. For what, I don't want to know. I doubt Sha'Kera or Hayden would dare show up. Maybe it's jus
