♠ Astor ♠
I wake up to find myself alone on the bed with a quilt over me and my once scattered hair packed in a bun with two strands dangling on my face. Looks like Maisie had a good time playing with my hair.
I pull the quilt off me and tuck the strands of hair behind my ear before getting down from the bed. I stretch and yawn before making my way into the en suite bathroom.
I look at myself in the mirror and wince when I see the person staring back at me. The person in the mirror eyes are swollen and red from crying, dried tears stains his cheeks and his face is really puffy.
I look horrible and I can’t believe Maisie saw me like this. She was so calm about the whole thing, not a single look of pity in her eyes but pride and affection. That was enough for me to let my guard down a
