Today felt... light. For some reason.
Maybe because I haven’t seen my mate—
Wait, forgive me, second chance mate—
since that last eye contact from me… under a cabinet.
“I know, shaming me by hiding under her cabinet,”
Cherry deadpanned. I could practically feel her eye-roll.
I chuckled. “Shut up.”
It was six. Or maybe five. Honestly, I didn’t know.
I was sprawled across my bed, staring at nothing, feeling like everything.
Breakfast would probably show up at my door around seven.
I wasn’t even sure if I felt like a maid anymore.
Maybe a princess.
A very lazy one who just happened to clean.
Alex has been gone for days now.
And I’m so goddamn grateful.
Cleaning has been easier without that sinfully handsome face making my life complicated.
Freya left too—makes sense, she’s his
