CHAPTER 10.
Taylor.
When the national news showed a snippet of the president, my eyes began to get moist.
This wasn't something I could hide and act like it's all okay. Besides, it was nine o'clock pm, and nobody was with me in my apartment. I was allowed to let those tears drip down.
Don't ask me if I miss him... I really do!
For the past few days, he walked out of my house, and I hadn't seen him or received his calls. This time, my alarm rang out loud, and I slowly stood up to get my phone from my mini dining room. That's where I had left it.
The alarm wasn't what you think. It wasn't for bed time but for a scheduled call with the president. No with Will! that's what I fondly call him. He didn't call me, nor did I try to call him. Instead, I spent each passing day checking his i***
