BOOK 22
The day after, a smell of freshly made croissants woke me up.
“Wake up lazy-a*s! I brought some warm croissants,” Rachel’s sweet voice, with that smell, made everything sweeter.
“Ummm,” I said moaning out of sleepiness. “I love croissants...”
“I know! Come on, you need to eat...”
“Right,” I said sitting down and grabbing a croissant.
“I can see that you like it,” said Rachel noticing how fast I was eating it.
“I really do,” I confirmed between a bite and another. “But... did I sleep here this night?” I said, noticing that I was still on the couch.
“Yes. You were exhausted. How do you feel now?”
“Good... I think...”
“Jules look... I know what I said last night about the relationship between you and Dean, and it’s still like that... I mean... I’m going to stay out of it but
