Sunny’s pov
The rain literally fell through the night and as such Tristian has to stay back in my house. Against his will of course. Aside from the fact that I found out he’s sick, deep down I wanted him around. Although we didn’t see each other again for the rest of the night. The following morning, I’m awaken by the blasting of my phone. It’s a call from Valerie an old friend who called recently informing me about a party. Which I’ve totally declined.
“Valerie if you are going to pester me about the party again, just forget it.” I said drowsily into the phone, walking out of the bed.
Valeria groaned from the other end. “C’mon sunny don’t be like this. The party is tonight and you’ve to be there. Jeffery is going to be there.”
It’s like the hundredth time she’s repeating that.
Jeffery is actually my Ex from college days. Valeria used to be my friend from college days too and she’s hosting a cocktail party where she is inviting her old homies.
She wants me to be there
