GRIFFIN’S POV
This f*****g toss and turning every 5minutes is making me more tired than I am. I glide out of bed, tired of my own thoughts and tired of just laying here. I’m not going to fall asleep anytime soon. I wonder what Mia is doing? Is she sleeping or just f*****g laying in bed like me? I changed into sweaters and before my mind can catch up; I run downstairs to grab car keys and just go to her. I know she might still be angry, but I don’t care. I need to be with her. The streets are empty, it’s 2 O’clock in the morning, and the drive is longer than I thought. I finally stopped in front of the hotel, and for some reason, my stomach pulls into knots. I don’t know what to do. Is sit in silence for a while before I went inside and the guy at the counter is fast asleep.
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