My clothes are laying miserably on the floor and my body shivers again. God! I need to get a grip. I pull the covers along as I get down from the bed and down the two steps that lead to the closet. I push it open to the side and walk into it.
Layers of clothes, underwear and gowns from different designers hang in accordance. I go to the nightwear section and pick a black satin robe. This mini mall does not surprise me at all. What else do I expect from a man like Rolan.
I brush through my hair with my right hand as I place my feet into the fluffy white slippers. The night breeze is chilly and I should probably close the balcony glass door but for some reason I love the chilly atmosphere and will love for it to remain like this for a while.
Ignoring the playful curtains as they fly in
