Sam groaned when rays of the sun-kissed her face, and still with her closed eyes she stretched her left arm reaching for Jasper but didn’t find anyone.
“Jasper close the curta…-” Sam said groaning turning her head opposite to window burying her face on a soft comfy pillow, which muffled her last word, but she didn’t feel any moment.
When she didn’t feel any moment, she asked again.
“Jasper???”
Not a minute later after being in deep thought, Sam knew something wasn’t right. Oh, fu*k…
“Alexa!!!”
With a jerk she wakes up, all sleepiness was long forgotten. She ran her eyes on her whole room but didn’t find her three-year-old trouble maker. Smirking to herself she peeps under her bed. Already imaging her giggling princess. But the smirk on her face wipes out when she didn’t find her dau
