I went down the stairs with sleep in my entire system, but dignified.
It was five in the morning and although my body screamed at me to stay in bed, not to move any muscles, I decided to ignore it and finally got up. Last night I didn't sleep at all, all because I believed that he would appear at the door ordering me to procreate as God intended.
Just remembering what happened yesterday, I gave myself mental blows, because, although “the conversation” did not turn out as I expected, I could not get rid of the sensations in my body that he awakened with his touch. I was irritated, because I knew that I shouldn't feel like this, my body shouldn't be like this and my mind shouldn't have spent the whole night on alert waiting for him.
What was supposed to happen if he arrived?
I hated Daem
