God

Kylie's POV

I was distracted from falling asleep. I felt like there's something bright flashed before my eyes. My forehead was wrinkled and I forced myself to open my eyes. My butt is numb from sitting for too long. my god!

"Thurstin... the light. Did you turn it on?" I will ask.

I could see the man through the blinding light. When my vision adjusted, I saw the man standing there who seemed to be rummaging through his bag.

"Did I wake you up?" asked the man without looking back.

"Ah no. I'm still sleeping, you see. I'm just sleep-talking!" I whine.

I straightened my back. It felt like there was a hot ember on my hip. This is why I hated traveling in long hours. It's boring, it's boring. Not to mention, the person next to you is still sick.

"Sorry. Just go back to sleep. I just looked for something in my bag," I heard Thurstin reply.

"What time is it?" I will ask.

"I'm not sure. We'll arrive in Madrid late at night. Maybe in three or four hours."

Far away. I yawned. I see that the curt