I was jolted awake by the sound of my alarm ringing.
"Ahh!!" I yawned as I gently rubbed the skin below my eyes so as to stay awake.
I sat up, stretched my hands and back, then stood up from the queen sized bed. I arranged the messy bed before heading to the bathroom.
There, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. There was no hooded eyes, no tear stained face.. I was looking like I used to be before my almost death experience with Riley.
For the past few days, I noticed I haven't had any nightmares about that day, I haven't jolted out of my bed in a pool of my sweat and hardly any fear whenever I remember what happened.
Why's that? Is it because of the change of environment or me cutting ties with them?
Why do I even wonder still?
All that matters is that I was past that stage
