Monday — December 10
At exactly six in the morning, Angela was already awake—sort of.
She hadn't had much sleep last night—thanks to Gael's words. After telling her that he would be waiting for her downstairs early in the morning and then saying goodnight, he hung up the phone.
He hung up!
She didn't even have the chance to protest and reject. Her heart rammed against her ribcage at the thought of seeing him very early the next day. And this kept her awake until the wee hours of the morning.
What was supposed to be a relaxing night for her, only ended up with her worrying about today. Begrudgingly rolling out of bed and then washing her face, she sighed in front of the mirror when she saw that she had dark circles under her eyes. Ugh!
