Paityn's POV:
The next morning, as always, I was up before my alarm. Most days, I normally was. I think it was always my need to run that got me out of bed and now that I'm starting back up with it again, I was up and raring to go.
Anthony was still in bed, sound asleep when I slowly crawled out of bed. We were up a little late last night. He never did talk to me outside or the rest of the night. I didn't talk to him either and even though there was no conversation between the two, I knew that he wasn't angry with me. I knew that he heard my apology and that he had accepted it. That was enough for me.
I walked over to my dresser and pulled out a pair of running spandex and a sports bra. I walked into the bathroom and started to get changed. I was still a little on th
