*Mabel's POV*
Last night, I couldn't sleep properly with all the thinking stuffs in my head.
I can't even forget how Justin gave me a mouth to mouth respiration. Was that just it?
A mouth to mouth respiration?
To me, I bet there's a little string attached in between that help he gave to me.
I can't be dumb, I can't play dumb either. Our lips touched. We exchanged something.
Maybe just air, only.
First, we did make out at the hospital yesterday morning and in the evening....gosh, I thought I'd forget about this by the morning.
But it feels like the whole thing is occuring right before my eyes again.
I massaged my head as I walk down the stairs. My son is the number one being I usually text on my WhatsApp every morning as soon as I got out of bed.
Even though, he's quite asleep, I drop my morning messages. Thereafter, I text my girls too. We made a three in one group chat on Whatsapp, where we'd communicate often.
I did drop a message for them after my son's.
Now, I'm heading to the living room where my sewing machine is.
We have light this morning. Thanks to them who think they do have the power over electricity.
The lies about the blackout thing last night made me feel weird in front of Justin.
Two clothes are likely on my nape before dusk again.
I have to deliver them along with the leftovers from yesterday.
Deadline is today, Mabel. Don't fail me.
I fully remember that message from one of my amiable patronizers. I promise to abide to our agreement rather than letting you down, Miss.
My living room is a bit messy to me, just the way I see it now.
Ummm... maybe it's because I haven't mopped my house since yesterday.
After Lorena's presence here, I lost all energy and urges of working.
I was totally drained out of vibes.
I grabbed a broom and parker from the kitchen. I first of all set the pillows on the armchairs and sofa before beginning my domestic chores.
Two dresses are busy staring at me from my sewing machine's top.
"I'll attend to you guys later." I sighed, tiredly at the unsewn fabrics.
In no time, I finished with the sweeping and thereafter with mopping also.
My wall clock shot me 7:04am.
Damn, lord of Lords. Did I woke up so early today? Last night, I felt like I was drunk and dizzy.
Maybe for what happened....
Okay, I don't want to reverse back again.
Focus on reality, Mabel! My instincts told me.
I heard my doorbell rang from the outside.
Who's that?
Fuck!
That must literally be Mia.
My phone died after I got in yesterday. I'm aware of her countless texts and missed calls, yet, I couldn't give her a morning message like I did to my kids.
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Mad Love (I'm Anti-romantic) Book 3
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