GLENDA'S POV
Albert again helped me to my room and all the while,Maurice was nowhere to be found. Albert tucked me in like the perfect gentleman that he was and I couldn't be more grateful to him.
I laid in bed hoping that Maurice would come, but he never came. I guess he won't be bothered even if I had dropped dead.
I should have stopped him from kissing me. Then maybe he wouldn't have had any reason to stay away from me. Maybe if we hadn't kissed, then maybe he'd be here with me, bothering me like he always did. So many ifs and wishes, but none of them came true.
I drifted off to sleep after long hours of wallowing in the pain of the heart-wrenching rejection Maurice had dished me.
I woke up with the urgent need to use the restroom but I was alone and I had a bad leg. The need incr
