Hazel
The next morning just as Maverick promised, I woke up feeling sore all over my thighs. I tried walking to the bathroom but the feel of my thighs moving against each other was so uncomfortable that I hissed in pain and sat back on the bed.
Just as I began to wonder where he could have gone to, he entered the room carrying a breakfast tray.
"Good morning" he says as he dropped the tray on the bed "are you okay?" He questioned but my attention was on the tray he dropped. In there were heart-shaped waffles topped with some raspberries, blueberries, and strawberries. On the side was a glass of orange juice and some slices of orange. A flower lay there looking so pretty and picture-perfect. A note was laid under the flower and I picked it up to read. Totally forgetting I had wanted to
