Amara
I struggled to open my eyes due to the morning sun that flashed on my face. I used my palm to cover my face as I tried to sit up on the bed, I feel a little bit sour.
I glimpsed at my side, no sign of Collins. I wonder where could be. Maybe he is in the bathroom I don’t think so cause I can’t hear the sound of water running from the bathroom.
Is he still upset with me??. He seemed pretty mad when I explained everything to him last night.
“Good morning.” A sweet familiar voice brought me back to earth., i actually zoned out.
He smiles at me and moves closer to me. He shirtless and on a blue short, he held a tray containing a glass of orange juice with sandwiches.
“You okay?.” He asks as he sits on the bed beside me.
“uh..yeah.” I shyly replied when I recall
