I looked like a mess. My mascara was running all over my face creating black streaks left and right of my face. My eyes looked puffy and tired. I even looked miserable. I wasn't going to cry in front of myself when I promised myself that I would not ever cry again.
I felt heart broken. Aye, that sleep sounded more and more like heaven every time I looked around. No I wasn't going to be that woman who lost it. I didn't, I still had a grab of my senses, but why they are telling me that this was real. Nice joke Bella.
I obediently wipe the gunk on my face, pat cold water on my face and I am ready to go to bed. I drag my feet to the bedroom and find Aiden waiting for me by the side of the bed. I smile up at him and collide straight into his chest. I just wanted comfort as I go back to my rea
