Chapter twenty-nine
Gwen
I roll on the bed until I feel my body hit the floor, pains shot through me.
I open my eyes and look around me. I'm still in my room.
I had a dream that Ryder professed his love to me. I was so happy that I jumped up and lost my footing. I can't believe it was a dream.
I stretch and dart at the wall clock. It's nine in the morning. I slept for so long that I'd forgotten what I'm supposed to do.
I run out of the room and into the kitchen. I don't even know what I'm supposed to do in this house. Mrs. Johnson has not given me a role. But I know that includes taking food to Ryder.
"Good morning Mrs. Johnson," I move closer to her with a wide smile on my face.
"You woke up earlier, what did you drink?"
I laugh, "Has Ryder eaten?"
"No, he's sleeping currently.
