HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN

NORA

‘He’s leaving the country.’

Early in the next morning after I barely managed to sleep, the text woke me up. I don’t step out of the house without taking my bath but it was so tempting to do it for the first time.

What stopped me was the bad smell drifting from me that would discourage Jordan even if he eventually decide to take me back.

I took my bath but it was snappy, the shortest I have ever spent inside the bathroom.

I didn’t get to make choices from my closet. I opted for the first one my hand reached.

I knew first impression was everything but this wasn’t the first time Jordan would see me and then, I still remember him telling me how beautiful I look even without trying.

“Where to?” It caught me by surprise that Liam was at home then it dawned on me it's Saturday.

I wanted to turn around and just go back to my room but it's more scary not trying.

“Jordan’s.” I responded. I waited for him to stop me from moving or even go as far as locking the door.

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