Chapter Fifty-Five

Even though it was the third knock on my door, I kept laying in bed, hoping that whoever was at the door would go away, and yet I was kind of hoping and not hoping that it was Atlas.

"Miss, it's time to get up!” Maira's voice echoed into my ear, and I felt annoyed.

Hugging onto my pillow, I rolled over to avoid the sudden rising sunlight and buried my face into it.

The annoying heartache of a breakup is just the worst, and even though I had to meet Linda like an hour from now, all I really wanted to do was stay in bed.

“Your breakfast is going to get cold,” Maira said from the other end of the door.

Why was she so hellbent on my well-being