I don't know if Rico is the reason why my nightmare didn't visit me again last night. Because I slept soundly and peacefully, my sleep was so good that I woke up at eleven o'clock in the morning!
I felt good when I got out of bed. It's the first time I've experienced that since my parents died.
I turned to the sofa where Rico was sitting last night while I was being watched, but the man where I slept was not there. I felt disappointed but I shook that feeling away. I shouldn't feel that way, especially with that man.
Behave, Klemea! I scolded myself. I think my brain is deviating again.
I still remember last night. At the beginning, I was afraid of Rico. I don't feel comfortable with him. Thinking about that, we are just the two of us in the same room. We don't talk. So my brain is go
