MERRIELYNN.
I woke up to the blaring sound of my alarm, the morning light creeping through the curtains.
It felt like the next day had come way too early.
I rolled over, burying my face in the pillow, wishing for just a few more minutes of sleep.
But the thought of the message from yesterday lingered in my mind.
My heart raced at the memory, and I quickly jumped out of bed.
I couldn't help but feel a broken type of anticipation as I went about my day, thinking about how it was all going to go down.
Pondering it.
Worrying about it.
Hours passed though.
From time to time, I would glance at my phone, checking to see if Cormac had texted, but the morning was almost over, yet there was nothing yet.
“Now he’s going to make me wait?” I murmured in frustration.
I already felt stupid e
