How did the morning start so well and everything went downhill from there?I tried to take it from the beginning of the day.
My eyes flutter open slowly, adjusting to the dim light of the room.
I take a few moments to get their bearings, noticing the familiar surroundings and feeling a sense of relief wash over them as I realize where I am.
Yesterday night was one of the rough ones. My nightmares started again and they were vivid.
What bothered me was, that the previous time at least I had managed to move forward to the dream.
But yesterday, it was the same. The same start and the same end.
It pissed me off knowing it was inside my brain yet I wasn't able to reach the memory.
Sitting up in bed, I stretch and yawn, their body still groggy and tired after a restful sleep.
Despite the grogginess, I feel refreshed and ready to take on the day ahead. I let out a sigh as I swing my legs over the side of the bed, taking a moment to collect myself before starting the day.
I walk to the bathroom to freshen up because honestly, I need it.
Once inside I throw some cold water on my face to wake up, before grabbing my toothbrush.
I kept re-playing last night on my brain.
Cold hands place the covers on my body and I finally feel safer, more comfortable. Then a minute later, after some footsteps I heard, cold air comes to my face.
Then I hear a soft click as the door closes.
God.. maybe I was beginning to develop sleep paralysis as well.
Either that or Alessandro poisoned me during dinner, the later was more probable.
After I wash my teeth, I searched inside my suitcase for some suitable close. Now I didn't have a reason to impress anyone therefore I could wear something comfortable.
I felt a little chilly today, I decided to wear a practical but comfy outfit.
I put on a pair of well-worn, oversized jeans that are soft and of perfect for an easy, relaxed fit.
Over the jeans, I layer a cozy, lightweight t-shirt in a neutral color that matches their jeans.
Quickly, I slip on a pair of well-fitting sneakers that offer support and comfort for all day long, because I didn't really think that Alessandro had any particular plans for today.
Finally, I decided to pull my hair in a tight bun.
No makeup look today. I was in no mood to wear anything and I was still adjusting. I truly hope Alessandro didn't have to see my no makeup face, though.
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Faded Love
RomanceEmilia Morokov ★ A professional hacker who is determined to find out about her dark past. However everything changes when her father is in need of help because of various attacks from another Mafia and she needs to help him. But she doesn't know tha...