THE GUY WHO KILLED MY BOYFRIEND
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
Dayne Jamila's POV
In the afternoon, we have decided to pick up some flowers in our garden. I am introducing Dylan to the things that I loved. I used to do this twice a week and put every flower that I collected in all the vases around our house. After picking up some flowers and putting them on the vases, we cooked some food for our dinner.
Time runs so fast and it is already getting late at night. Wait, does the clock needs to run that fast when I'm with Dylan? Or is it just me who still thinks that twenty-four hours in a day is not enough for us?
I've decided to go first to my bedroom to take a shower while Dylan already went to the guest room.
I sighed after I closed my door.
