I woke up the next morning still feeling annoyed about what happened last night. Images of us in the shower made me shiver in embarrassment. How did I let it happen? Damn it!
I sighed hard and sat up on the bed only to see Ambrose lying on his side, facing me, with an unreadable expression. I furrowed my brows at him and noticed that the pillows between us are missing. “What?” I asked him. I didn’t care if I was rude. I just can’t handle my anger when it comes to him.
He left me hanging last night. He should know how much I hated what he did in the bathroom. I was hot and bothered and he just left me like I was nothing.
I mean, sure! I asked him to leave me alone but that’s because I cannot stomach him seeing me like that. I was out of character. It was not the Crystal that he knew. I
