The cold breeze whistled in the night, the day already close to being over. Amber laid flat on the bed, trying to go to sleep but the only thing on her mind was that knock on the door.
She rolled off the bed now feeling an ache in her chest and groaned trying to get at least one more minute of shut-eye.
Yeah the hotel was nice and the bed was the most comfortable piece of mattress she ever slept on but for whatever reason, she just couldn't fall asleep.
She wrapped her knotted hair into a bun after all the tossing and turning, and got dressed in a whole bikini suit. She swung her towel over her shoulder before closing the door.
—Message to mom—
'Headed down to the pool, can't sleep.
Are you still getting that massage?'
Knowing her mother she was probably still getting the massage or crying while watching that 'Grey's Anatomy' which wasn't safe because her mother tends to be oblivious to the things around her once too comfortable.
