-Deidre-
I felt like I was going crazy. I couldn't even move on this freaking couch. I felt like I was sleeping on a ground, and let me tell you, I was not made for things like that.
Riley sent me a message a while ago, saying that everything was alright, and if I wanted to come back to the pack-house, I should, but I told her I would stay here, because... certainly not because the couch was luxurious. Nope. I should have just gone back, but why the hell did I stay!? Because I was freaking crazy, that was why!
"Are you asleep?" he asked from the floor. His back was facing me. I closed my eyes tighter, hoping he wouldn't turn around. I was the worst liar there ever was. "I can hear your heart thundering, hoping I wouldn't catch you now, and stop snoring. You sound like a dying donkey.
