Saturday — December 22
Angela squinted her eyes when she felt Gael nuzzling against her cheek, his nose and lips grazing her skin.
"Your phone is buzzing," he whispered.
She looked over to her nightstand, and sure enough, her phone's screen was blinking. "Who is calling this early? Ugh…"
Reaching for her phone, she answered it when she saw that it was her best friend, Nina. "Ninz."
"Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!"
Angela extended her phone away and winced from Nina's high-pitched screeching. What the hell was this woman doing in the morning? She felt like her ears were about to bleed! "What the hell, Antonina, are you trying to make me—"
"Angie!!! Oh, my god! How are you not freaking out? Your story is here!!!"
She glanced at Gael who was now lying sideways facing her and playing with her hair while waiting for her to finish the morning disturbance. "What? What are you talking about?"
