Brooklynne's POV:
"Not right now!" I holler towards the door when I hear someone knock.
It's probably Nash wanting to come in and check on me or talk or something and I just don't want to deal with the looks he will give me right now.
"Miss, it's me, Tatum." I hear through the door.
"Oh, come in!" I sit up quickly and rest my back on the headboard of the bed.
She walks in carrying a tray of food and a soft smile.
"Mr. Hawkins wants you to eat." She says as she steps up the few steps before entering where my bed is sitting.
I looked over at my clock quickly and saw that it was almost six in the evening. I didn't realize that it was already that late. Had I really laid up here and done nothing for two hours? I really need to just stop pitying myself and get working on the scho
