Chapter 7: Kitty Paris
I wake up without Mason by my side. Usually, he'd bounce on the mattress until I wake up or he'd pinch my cheeks and poke my stomach until I roll off the bed. Until I punch his arm. But now, he's gone like a wind. As I push myself up on the bed, I see a note that is on top of my lamp table. I quickly take it and smile as I see Mason's handwriting scribbled on it. It reads:
Wake up, KitKat! Well, when you're reading this, it means you're awake. Right? Well, I'm glad I didn't bother waking you up because you've had a rough night because of me. Because we fought. And I'm really sorry. I'm glad you let me sleep beside you last night and I'm so happy for that. It means you really can't stand being mad at me, do ya? Ha? Ha? Well, have a good day everyday until I come hom
