Sheila’s POV.
I woke up, rubbing my hand across the bed to find it empty. I sat up with the speed of a chased hare, covering my eyes as the light phasing through the windows was blinding.
“Where did he go?” I yawned as I rolled out of bed. I thought I would be tired after everything we’ve been through.
I sighed as I walked to the bathroom. It still smelled of the soap he used to wash himself.
“You’ve become obsessed with him,” Lisa said as I sniffed the air before turning on the shower to take my bath, regulating it to my desired temperature.
“That’s what I can do,” I said with a smile, biting my lips as I took off my clothes. The water gave a sizzling feeling as it rained down my body. I moaned as I delved into the pleasure of cleaning myself after another tiring day.
I walked dow
