Chapter 10. Remembering last night

AELLA

Light fills the room, coaxing me from deep sleep to wakefulness. I stretch out and open my eyes. As usual, I am alone, but the only difference today is the fact that I am naked. I hate waking up alone, I hate not having him in bed when I open my eyes in the morning. He is always busy; he comes to bed late and goes back to work even before dawn.

I blush remembering how he had kissed me yesterday, how he had put his tongue, fingers and lips on my girly parts, how he had made me come over and over again and I must have blacked out because I have no recollection of how I had made it back to his room.

I frown suddenly remembering my dream last night. I must have stressed the tired man with my screams and cries. He held onto me, kissing and rubbing my shoulders until I finally went back to sleep.

It is unusual, my nightmare. I have never had one. Maybe a huge part of me is still shaken by my father's death. I miss Eva, I miss school too. I miss having to dress up and