LIAM’s pov
I barely got any sleep last night despite the fact that I had been up and awake till past 2 am in the morning and was drenched in sweat and tired to my bones.
Last night had gone worse than I had anticipated. It was most definitely my worst Moonlight Dance and that was saying something because I had had very horrible ones in the past which was why for the last five years, I had avoided the moonlight dance.
The only reason I had gone this time around was to see Iris. The more I stayed away from her, the more I craved to have her as mine.
It was a complex feeling and I, myself wasn’t sure about it.
I lay on my bed, looking at the light bulbs above and begging for sleep to arrest me but it never came and when my alarm clock blared, I gave up on sleep and jumped out of bed
