MAYA
Sunlight slipped through the curtains in soft golden stripes across my bed. I stretched my arms lazily, reaching high above my head and my fingers brushed the headboard. My body felt… good. Loose and Fresh. Like I’d slept deeper than I had in years.
A slow, contented sigh slipped past my lips as I blinked my eyes open and was instantly met with a familiar ceiling. My ceiling. Pale cream with that tiny water stain in the corner shaped like a crooked heart.
My lips curved into a sleepy smile. What a refreshing good morning- It took me a moment to realize but then reality slammed into me like cold water. f*****g hell.
Again. I dreamt of that devil.
I pressed the heels of my palms into my eyes and groaned low in my throat. “Why does it always have to be you?” I muttered to the empt
