My phone rang again for the hundredth time. I groan further pressing the pillow to my ears.
Hell no! I won't budge. I am Keen on getting my beauty sleep.
Whoever is calling should fucked off.
I stayed up all night, bulging my eyes out, crying over William's rejection.
I was finally able to go to bed at 5 am.
My phone suddenly stopped ringing.
Thank the universe. I sigh in relief.
But the phone spring to life again.
I grunts. I finally decided to pick up the call.
I clanged the phone to my ear. "Who the hell are you.?
"Looks like someone woke up from the wrong side of the bed."
I immediately recognize the annoying voice. "Adrian, why are you calling me at this early hour?" I hissed at him through the phone.
"It's 11 am sleeping head." He tells me the time.
I frowned. It's eleven already? I have been sleeping for six hours but my eyes are burning like I still need more hours of sleep.
