Mia's P.O.V. (A/N: YAY! IT'S MIA'S P.O.V. AGAIN!!)
For the first time in five years, I woke up without a heavy heart. I felt like I could breathe freely again. And for once, I didn't feel like crying and ask why I still woke up to face another day, I felt peace in my heart.
Now, in full honesty, I could really say that Carson and I are a hundred percent alright. In two days, he really showed me that he really still loves me.
Funny. I know that Carson and I slept together last night without having sex, of course. I feel completely well, and I was ready to come back to work.
I turned myself to my right, and on my bedside table was a piece of paper with my name on it. I sat up and held the piece of paper in my hands. I made myself comfortable before reading it.
'Mia, last night was the most memorable night of my life. As much as I really wanted to continue, I want us to wait. I am willing to wait for you, even if it means waiting for twenty years. I'm kidding. Don't do that. I'll wait until you're ready. I'll wait until you'll walk down the aisle in a white dress. But there is something important I want to mention.
'Years ago, we met, the next day, we started going out, it wasn't the way we actually planned it, so allow me to make it a re-do of our relationship. We'll start out as friends, and when you're ready, we'll kick it up a notch, until we decide if we wanted us to take it to the next level.
'Hello, I am Carson Pierce ;)'
That was sweet of him! He knew what I wanted. And this letter has his cologne!
"Knock, knock!" Jessica sang. She went in my room with a tray of food. "Eat up and then if you'll go to work today, tell me, because Kenny knows you're sick and thinks he needs an understudy."
An understudy means...Carson kissing someone else. "I'm going to work." I said.
She laid the tray on my bed. "You sure?"
"Of course, I am!" I smiled and put the letter away.
"And Broadway.com called. They said that they love the videos." I had Jessica send the videos in my name. I'll be watching this episode on YouTube soon, then.
I looked at my breakfast and I was having a bowl of cornflakes, yogurt, a banana, a glass of milk, and water. And then I had an idea of a new vlog. "Jess, can you get the camera, please?"
She hands the camera and left the room for me to eat.
I turned the camera on and pointed it at me. "Good morning, Broadway.com! Welcome to Wandering Daaé Diaries. Get ready with me as I prepare for another day of work, and as I prepare backstage as Christine." I grinned. "I apologize if I sound funny, but I promise I won't later. I got sick just recently, and I just got better today."
I showed the camera my food. "So here's my breakfast. Later I'll show you how I prepare my lunch, and my special juice. See you after I eat my breakfast, and shower!" I waved at the camera and shut it off.
After eating my breakfast, I ran to the bathroom and got ready for the day. When I was out of the shower, I slipped on a gray pullover that was off-shouldered on one side and the sleeves reached my palm, black leggings, and Dr. Martens. After showing the camera what I was wearing, I got to the kitchen and Alice helped me by holding the camera as I got the ingredients I needed.
"Okay, so I'll be doing my lunch! First of all, some spiral pasta, and these were already pre-cooked by Alice, and fresh from the hot water. So, I'll put these in my lunch container..." I threw a cup and a half of pasta, since they were small. "Then some cherry tomatoes, fresh minced green pepper, and some chopped parsley." I dropped everything in the container. "And finally...some olive oil." I drizzled a small amount and closed the container. "Now we shake it all together." I shook the container and got ready for the juice.
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