The next 3 days were horrendous. I was stuck in my room like a prisoner and I was losing my mind. Boredom had me reorganising my closet, reorganised my drawers and cleaned out my study table. I bagged clothes I was going to give away to charity and I cleaned out my bathroom. I kept looking at the clock like time was going to move faster but the more I looked the slower it got. My body had decided to f**k me up more by bringing my period 2 weeks early. My body was still burning and sore and on top of that, my cramps were killing me. So here I was, my body aching for Damian’s touch as well as my cramps making me feel like s**t. My period was always heavy and painful. I was taking pills to help with the flow but sometimes it worked other times it was worse than before.
I had food and snacks
