The next morning, I woke up with a big smile. Damian was still sleeping next to me. He looked so peaceful when he slept. No frown, no glares. Nothing. I took a deep breath and slowly moved so that I wouldn't wake him up. Once I was no more on the bed, I looked around for his shirt. Where did he throw it yesterday? A grin made its way on my face when I thought of yesterday. Everything was so intense.
When I moved my head slightly to the left, I saw the black shirt lying on the ground by the bed. I quickly took it and put it on. Then I made my way to the closet. I caught the first thing that i saw, which was a simply black dress. I took my underwear and ran to the bathroom. When I got under the shower, I took off the shirt and threw it on the floor again. I opened the tap, letting water fal
