Chapter 9

Cirilla's point of view

I woke up earlier than usual the next day. Frankly I couldn't sleep. The thoughts of the stranger at the alley kept me awake through out the night. I can't stop thinking about him. And the unspeakable chemistry between us was undeniable. I groaned into my pillow. Unable to decide yet if I should take him up on his date or not. I dug my head into the soft pillow, recollecting everything that happened last night. Weirdly, I loved the pull that existed between us. I wouldn't mind experiencing it again. What could probably go wrong? I guess I had just decided. I'm going on a date.

I raced to my closet in search of something nice to wear. I realized I'm in a conflict between jeans and a cropped shirt. and a short dress. I didn't want to dress less or too much. Quickly I grabbed my phone, texting Lyra who's much capable of managing this crisis.

'I've got a date. Don't know what to wear' I entered the send button, perching on the edge of the bed. In