Nasha's P.O.V.
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I woke up the next morning, shocked. One, for falling asleep. Two, for staying asleep for the entire night, and actually feeling rested. And three, because I had no new texts from Ryland. Not after the ones he sent when he showed up here. I guess he realized I was asleep, and left.
Which filled me with more anxiety.
Unfortunately, I woke up a little late due to my good sleep, and I did not have time to dwell on Ryland's last text to me. I quickly dressed in a pair of black leggings, a soft yellow T-shirt, and my normal sandals. I threw my hair up into a messy bun, grabbed my bag, and ran out of the house.
Aunt Pam is working right now, so she wasn't able to help wake me on time. Or drive me to school. Luckily, I made it just in
