*Jane*
When I wake up, I wake up alone.
It puzzles me how short an amount of time it took for that loneliness to feel so unfamiliar. But then again, Noah and I have spent every single night together for the past month, so I guess it's not that strange.
New habits form quickly.
But I still hate the emptiness of the bed, how cold it feels without another body laying next to me. I'm still meant to be pissed off though, so I shake all thoughts of Noah's arms from my mind and head into the en suite shower.
The sun is just barely piquing the horizon, but I can't sleep anymore.
As the hot water runs over my body, I think about how I'm going to go around facing him today. It's bound to be uncomfortable. Plus, we're stuck in the Airbnb together between games, so unless he's decided to ru
