Waking up with a sleeping man beside me was not what I had in mind when I ventured on this trip to memory lane. I was searching for my past, but instead, I found myself looking forward to the future. A positive outlook to several possibilities that I would never think of even in my wildest dream.
Was this the way to uncover my past, or it was fate telling me to stop hunting some ghost and just move on with what was presented in front of me.
Looking around the room, she squinted her eyes a little as she focused on the light coming from the window. The sun was already up and shining brightly, an indication of a new day. A brand new start.
Last night was the best thing that happened to me. He was quite gentle, treating me as if I was exquisite porcelain that he might break if he was not careful. I knew I lacked the experience compared to this man, but I tried to give as much of myself as I could.
