Bloom looked around her after reading the note for the third time, she saw her window widely open and it finally dawned on her.
"How...how...did he..." she stuttered staring at the window, words failing to form.
"Is everything okay, honey?" She hid the paper quickly as Aunt Matilda entered the room.
"Yes, all good," Bloom smiled.
"It's okay, I'm right here." Aunt Matilda assured her.
"Aunt Matilda, I just remembered something." She exhaled.
"What is it, dear?" Aunt Matilda asked looking more concerned.
"I was the one that left both doors opened, I was hallucinating. There has been so much on my mind lately, I'm sorry." She said, biting nervously on her lower lip.
"Are you sure?" A look of doubt washed over Aunt Matilda's face.
"Yeah, I just freaked out for nothing." Bloom laughed humorlessly.
"But the handprint..."
"It's mine," She cut in quickly but Aunt Matilda didn't look convinced.
"I'm sorry for the false alarm, I will let Damian know."
"I will tell him myself, go to bed it's getting late." Aunt Matilda stopped her.
"Thanks, I love you." she pouted and gave her a warm hug.
"I love you too, goodnight." Aunt Matilda smiled.
She sighed in relief after she left. "He really did it." She laughed and sat on her bed.
She read it again still finding it hard to believe. How did he do it? She looked outside her window, hoping to see him. She smiled and put on her pajama shorts and a cami top. She quickly went under the covers and turned off the lights. She knew Damian would come to her room to interrogate her after Aunt Matilda informs him.
As if on cue she heard a knock on her door. She pretended to be asleep and hugged her fluffy pillow to her chest.
Damian opened the door and walked to her bed. "Dollface?" he called squatting next to her but got no reply.
"Sleep tight," He pressed a kiss to her head and left the room.
Bloom woke up with a smile, squinting her eyes to the bright sun flooding her room with its warm and golden streaks.
Damian came to get her for breakfast and she tried everything possible to avoid questions about what happened last night.
"Your English teacher is here," he informed her after her Yoga class.
She groaned as she entered the room to take a shower. Her afternoon was occupied with classes and tests from all her tutors. She took a nap after her last class for the day and woke at eight in the evening.
She changed into black yoga pants and a peach hoodie. She packed her hair up and put on her black trainer. It was dinner time for the guards, her chance to sneak out without being interrogated. She grabbed her phone and headed for the door. She was surprised to see Damian at the door when she opened it.
"Going somewhere?" He furrowed his eyebrows in question.
"Aren't you supposed to be having dinner?" She scratched the back of her neck.
"I'm skipping dinner today, I had a feeling you'd sneak out again."
"I won't stay out long, I will be back before ten, I promise." She said.
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Boy With Love|COMPLETE|
Fiksyen Remaja"Go home Bloom and don't return to this place." "You don't own this place and you don't have the right to tell me where to go and where not to!" She shouted. She was annoyed at how mean he was toward her. "Get this straight Bloom, someone like you d...
