Rider POV
I knew something was wrong. I had a horrible dream that something had happened to Angel. I sat straight up in bed when I woke up. I was covered in sweat and my heart was racing. Was something actually wrong? Or was it just because of my dream? I decided to send Angel a ‘hey beautiful’ text to put my mind at ease. While waiting for her to answer I jumped in the shower. I stood in the steaming hot water and rested my forehead on the cold shower tile. It’s after noon but I’m still so tired from being up all night and then not sleeping from this dream. I took my time in the shower to try and wake up. I got out and put jeans and a t shirt on. When I checked my phone I still hadn’t got a reply.
Maybe she’s just out with her friends shopping or something. I normally don’t worry ab
