*Emmy*
I exhale loudly and flop over to my other side, punching my pillow. I can’t sleep. I can never sleep the day before school starts. There’s too much trauma associated with first days, and even though I’m twenty-two, it always makes me feel like a lost little girl.
I should have gone to Jim’s and just woken up early to get there in time. I had so much to do, though, and it had been days since I’d been to the gym. I’ve never slacked off like this, though Jim has still put my body through quite the workout. Still, I don’t think f*****g him is going to keep up with the muscle tone he seems to love so much.
Love. I sigh again, pulling the duvet up to my face. He loves me. Even more, he said he knows I do, too, even if I can’t say it. Do I? I know I care about him- deeply.
