27 - My girl

The next morning...

♡ Skylar ♡

I had woken up a few hours earlier because once again, I couldn't sleep. I was sure I already had eye bags from lack of sleep and even crying myself to bed yesterday.

Yeah, the thought of getting over with my past was just an illusion.

'Honestly, I'm trying, but it's hard when everything he does sparks an emotion in me, and I become a mess again and again. It's not love, I'm just hurt.'

Anyway, I took my bath, and thanks to the go-to mini makeup kit I carry in my handbag, I applied enough powder to hopefully try to conceal my dark eyes. I let my hair fall to my shoulder instead of my usual ponytail and then slipped into the perfect fitted pantsuit Alfred had bought. It was a perfect fit. I neatly folded the previous day's clothes into the shopping bag, put on my low heels, and sat back on the one-seater in the room, busying myself with a game.

I heard a knock on the door and I looked up from my phone.

"It's time to leave, I called for a ride already,"