"I have never been remotely ashamed of having been depressed. Never. What's there to be ashamed of? I went through a really tough time and I am quite proud that I got out of that."
- J. K. Rowling
Arsala's POV
The continuous ring coming from my phone woke me up. I look at my alarm clock, its 5:03am. Who the hell could be calling me at this hour? I groan and roll over to the other side of the bed to pick up my phone from the nightstand.
I pick it up mumbling any rubbish that came to my head out of annoyance. Before I could turn the phone to see the caller ID the call ended. Without making an attempt to call back or check the caller ID I drop the phone on the bed.
I adjust my head on the pillow trying to get a comfortable position. When I finally did, the phone's ringtone came up agai
