Amy P.O.V
Frida was saying the truth, I was having a great morning and I couldn't even tell the point from which my ecstasy began.
" I'm not going to lie, I feel wonderful this morning", I replied trying to contain my giddiness.
My bunkie had since continued reading her book and abandoned us to our vices which, if I knew Frida well enough, were quite numerous.
" How have you been, baby?", Frida asked, with that gorgeous lost puppy look she always had on her face when she wanted to extract information from someone.
I hadn't learnt how to resist Frida yet, and I strongly doubted that I would in the nearest future given how persistent she always was.
" Well, you left me! What do you care?", I muttered.
It was my intention to make sure she recognized that I had been hurt by what had tr
