(Tara's POV)
The rain had stopped, and I could hear the sounds of the crickets and frogs outside. I have finished my last class for today, and before I stood, I glanced at the wall clock. It was eleven ten already, and Blake had been sleeping on the sofa for three hours already.
I turned off my laptop and stood up, walking to the sofa.
“Blake, wake up, don’t sleep here,” I said, tugging him lightly on his arm, but he did not move. My siblings would be frantic if they woke up and found out he stayed here sleeping but sitting on the sofa.
Seeing him again made me realize that I could not get mad at him for a long time. My heart must be crazy, overpowering my brain again.
This is insane, but I miss him so much. The last two weeks of not seeing him and not hearing his voice was hard for m
