When I woke up the next morning Ciara wasn’t in bed with me. My throat felt like a desert so I got up and went into the kitchen.
“Afternoon!” Ciara and Eric cheered. They were sitting on the couch together.
“Afternoon? What time is it? How long have I slept?” I asked.
“It’s 2:00 o’clock and I don’t know a long time though. You needed it.” Ciara answered. “Do you want something to eat?” she asked getting up and walking into the kitchen.
“Yea…maybe just some toast?? I don’t want to eat too much and be sick.” I sat in the chair. I noticed a box sitting on the coffee table.
“How are you feeling?” Eric asked.
“I’m better, I slept good at least. What’s in the box?” I asked pointing to it.
“Oh that’s actually for you,” he slid it over to me.
I opened it up and inside was a brand new i
