I'd spent the past two days pacing around the house, unable to settle, my heart pounding in my chest. I'd hardly eaten anything, hardly slept. I was absolutely miserable. All because of one person... f*****g Felix Braun.
It was Thursday afternoon. My phone buzzed and I was quick to grab it and look at who it was from. My shoulders relaxed and I breathed a heavy sigh of relief. It was from Felix.. You see, I hadn't heard from my boyfriend since Monday night, or rather early Tuesday morning. He'd texted me good night at one AM on Tuesday morning. It was kind of weird... He'd asked what I was doing, so I assumed he wanted to come over. He said he was just texting me to say good night, which I believed then without much of a second thought... but then when he had failed to answer me by Tuesda
