Michael.
“Today drained me,” I muttered to myself as I got out of my Maserati, i’d just gotten home from dropping Betty off, and I went straight to my room sinking into the soft mattress shoes still on but I didn't care, I kept reminiscing on Betty and our short conversation, the way she smelled, and how she stared at me.
Perhaps all hope wasn't lost, yet.
I grinned lying on my back, my gaze fixed on the white ceiling. She might try to drive me out of her life but that wouldn't work. We are locked in forever, I said smiling before I knew it, sleep came fast, and the next thing that hit me was the darkness and silence of night.
My eyes flew open and the sunlight almost blinded me, I couldn't believe it was morning, how fast time flies. I stretched, yawned, and dragged my feet lazily to
