CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO: Butterflies

Of a sudden—I turned my body again, facing the ceiling. I focused my gaze on it for a moment. I sighed deeply and tried to blink my eyes.

At that moment, my sleepiness seemed to vanish when Adam suddenly crossed my mind as I opened my eyes again.

And here—I tried to place my hand on my chest, where I could feel my heart beating strongly.

While still doing this—I felt something strange in my stomach, and I found myself smiling like a crazy person while still staring at the ceiling, with thoughts of Adam popping up in my head—especially about what happened between us earlier and the days we've spent together.

Ugh! Crazy, Lola! Why am I thinking about him? What's happening to me? Why do I feel this way about him?!

As I realized this, I stopped smiling. I tried not to think about him and quickly closed my eyes.

But after a few seconds, I still couldn't. I opened my eyes again when he crossed my mind.

"What's wrong with him that I'm feeling like this?! Am I falling in love with that man?!"