Chapter Twenty-five

Chapter twenty-five

We had been discharged the following day just as the nurse had promised.

A week had passed by since then.

Everything was going great and I couldn’t be much happier. Mum had come by a couple of times, and that helped a lot since I had to go to work and Kayla needed someone to be by her side while she had that long week rest the doctor had prescribed for her along with her medications.

I woke up early as usual, my heart giddy with that usual thrill of knowing I was going to work, but when I stepped into my bathroom for a quick shower, a quick look at my calendar revealed that I had it all wrong. It was Sunday.

I’m pretty sure the loud groan of frustration I let out woke up the entire neighborhood, but then again, I always loved exaggerating so I wasn’t really sure.

Why in the hell had I woken up early then?

It was too late for church… seeing as I wasn’t ready physically and mentally, and being one of those people who could never go to bed once they were awake, I kn