When I woke up in the morning, I was sleeping alone. It was the most peaceful sleep I had in years after my mother had a tragic death one day suddenly.
I smiled as I touched my lips. I could still feel the lingering taste and his essence. It was so good that it made me forget the kiss I had before that.
I freshened up and decided to dress up for a change. I picked a floral peach-colored dress. I did put on a little makeup and lipstick. I was in good mood and also feeling the need to impress Blake. Yay yay. Things we do for love! Well, isn't it too early to say that? I still have to figure out the whole dynamics between him and my aunt and clearly understand where I stand. I can never be the other woman.
When I went down looking for Blake, I heard a humming sound coming from the kitch
