I'm awoken to feathery light kisses on my neck. I giggle as I play with his hair with my fingers. I feel him smile against my skin.
"Good morning, sweetheart." Ugh, his voice is nice and raspy. Music to my ears. What a nice way to wake up.
"Good morning." He brings his face to mine and kisses me tenderly.
"What do you want to do today?"
"I don't know, what do you want to do?" I ask, reaching for my phone on my bedside table.
"It's not what I want to do, it's about what you want." I look at my phone and I have a bunch of messages from unknown numbers. I sit up, rubbing my eyes to see them better and they're all negative and hurtful. Things like 'Why would you take her boyfriend like that?' and 'What the f*** is wrong with you.' I don't know who these people are, but I kn
