I slowly opened my eyes when the sun’s rays touched my face. The smell of the flowers pokes my nose just to bring me back to my senses. I slept better last night compared to previous nights. I don’t know why. In fact, I should be mad because Ezekiel was behind me last night while hugging my waist before the darkness ate my sight, yet I don’t understand why I was calm at that time when I hated him so much—my enemy.
Using my hand, I blocked the sunlight that hit my eyes and slowly stretched my body. I could still smell the scent of the flowers, so I had to examine the whole room to look for them until a bouquet of roses greeted my eyes. It was placed in the mini drawer beside the table. No wonder it’s poking my nose.
Ezekiel wasn’t here. I had no idea where he went since my reflexes aren’t
