DAY 2
DAY 2I wake from a dreamless sleep without an alarm. I’m not a morning person by any means—I actually hate mornings—but I’m an early riser. I swear my internal clock syncs with the sun no matter where I am in the world.
hateOnce I slide out of bed, I open the curtain to see everything covered with a blanket of white. If it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have none.
After I go through my morning routine and get dressed, I check my phone to see if Peggy responded to the strongly worded email I sent last night.
It sends me into a tailspin of rage when I realize she hasn"t. I’m tired of her making mistakes like this, especially ones that put me in a dangerous situation. Because of her, I’m now in an uncomfortable position with a strange man.
With my phone tightly in my grip, I go downstai
