The last thing I expected when I woke up early in the morning was for the smell of bacon to waft in the air, and for my stomach to start growling. I wasn’t sure how I felt about everything that I had learned the night before. I was angry and had every right to be.
Time to go home.
Groaning, I rolled over and turned on my phone, letting it power up as I made my way towards the ensuite bathroom. As much as I wanted to relax in peace all day, I knew it wasn’t possible.
I had to face the guys today, and I needed to find the courage to do so.
Notification after notification my phone chimed in a chorus of tunes as I brushed my teeth, and by the time I picked it up, I noticed the number of times people had tried to get a hold of me. The guys, my father, Allison... All of them tried to contact me as if something happened.
