I wake up in the morning, lying in my bed.
I must admit, my approach last night wasn't what I had in mind. I wanted to make him feel bad for what he did, to apologize, to beg for forgiveness, but instead I... well, we made each other feel good. Really good.
I blush at the memories.
I look around, but Alexander is nowhere to be found.
"Oh..." I say out loud. He must have had things to do early. But still, the fact that I woke up alone is still a little hurtful.
I do my morning routine, as usual. I take a shower, I dress up, a cute outfit today, without a reason, just feeling like it. As if... And put on some make-up. I grab a snack and I knock on the door of Noah's room. No answer. Weird, he usually answers right away.
"Noah?" I ask as I open the door slowly.
And there he is, with h
