LEILA
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Ugh. Dragging myself towards the bathroom felt like trying to move through thick syrup, my body feels so so weak at this moment, even if I did nothing except laying on the bed.
Three days.
Three damn days since I last saw or heard from Damien not like I wanted to but it feels so strange and dirty, every time I even thought about what happened between us, that whole messed up night, my brain just replayed it on loop.
But what really got under my skin that the s*x… yeah the s*x was actually something I couldn’t stop thinking about.
Seriously?
“Arghhhhhh” I groaned, squeezing the toothpaste onto my brush, while I scrubbed the sleep grime off my teeth which actually was the same routine every morning.
Except, you know the food magically appears outside my door part, whi
