{ Elena's POV }8:30am in the morning, we leave. I had said that myself. I mean, It was enough time to get a good sleep, wake up , get dressed and head but unfortunately for me I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing from one side to another, it all just kept coming—his fingers, his lips, his touch, the photo of him and Renaya, the recording—too much.I turned to the table clock on the nightstand; 6:48am. The annoying alarm blared a few minutes ago just when I was able to catch some sleep. I lay now on my bed staring at the high, carved wooden ceiling. “Elena Rivers, go get ready.” I braced myself up, threw the covers off and went to the bathroom. I stood in front of the sink staring at my reflection in the mirror, I looked tired. Not wrecked at least—just worn out. My eyes were a little puffy and my cheeks were flushed from the lack of sleep. I turned on the tap and splashed water on my face. The cold water snapped against my skin and pulled me fully awake. I looked up watching the water
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