The next morning, as the sun rays protruded into the bedroom through the openings in the white linen curtains, Sylvia jerked up from sleep. She had felt something land on the bed heavily, frightening her.
She turned, only to see Thomas laying on the bed had fallen asleep. She was completely stunned because she didn't hear him come in, nor did he say anything to her. Sylvia could perceive the smell of s*x and alcohol from him as he slept peacefully as if nothing was wrong. She stood and went into the bathroom to get up. It was already morning and she had to begin her activities of the day even when she had none.
Sylvia had always loved fashion and design, and at some point, she managed to study that in school. She wished to be given the opportunity to work but as she realized, the Torres
