CLEO’S POV
My eyes immediately widened in horror as I stared at the message on my phone screen.
He was around? Downstairs? Outside the door? So soon? Why?
I had about a dozen questions in my head for a while, the only thing I could think of was how to get downstairs. Immediately jumping off my bed, I ran to give myself a quick glance, trying to ensure I looked decent enough.
Though I wasn’t dressed yet, I’d taken my bath already so I looked presentable. My hair was barely done though, tied around my head in a messy bun as strands fell to my face.
“s**t,” I muttered under my breath as I rushed downstairs, my hands brushing my tshirt to ensure it was free of any stains or whatsoever. Quickening my steps and then slowing them again, I finally reached the entrance, taking a deep breath an
