To find the bed empty when I opened my eyes was a relief. He was probably gone. Good riddance. I sat up and yawned and weirdly all my muscles felt relaxed. Everything felt relaxed. There was no longer that stifling uneasiness inside me. I don't feel that sore either and my body doesn't hurt anymore. Weird. What the hell happened overnight?
Shaking my head, I gingerly headed to the bathroom to brush and clean up and get rid of the bloody contacts. Usually, I take them off at night and put them back on in the morning. But ever since he started sleeping with me, I have to wear them all day, all night. I don't even remember how my real eyes look now. And more than that, I was scared that I might go blind with over-usage of lenses. Why the f**k would Alessandro want me to wear contacts? Was h
