She woke up in her bed alone. She felt the other side of the bed and found it empty. It had been a while since she slept on a bed without Alex at her side. She missed him and regretted letting her stubbornness get the best of her.
Last night, she decided to go straight to her apartment instead of going to Alex's place. She did not feel like confronting him, feeling confused with the situation. It was their first misunderstanding. She could not even figure out if she could consider that a fight.
"Aaahhh." Feeling so frustrated with herself. It was still very early, but she could not sleep anymore. She walked out of her room and prepared some coffee.
As she stared at the steam coming from the hot brewed, her mind kept going back to past events. She accused Alex of meddling with her life, just like what her father did.
