Another trip down memory lane
Kavielle POV
Somehow, I slept like a brick last night. A few weird dreams haunted me, remembering standing on the ledge of my balcony, looking down, wondering how long it would hurt if I jumped?
I shuddered at the idea, prying myself out of bed. Somehow, someway, I needed to put myself together and prepare to see him again. I took a long shower, being sure to shave everything. I didn't have time to go to the salon, I would just have to go as I was.
I could bullshit most of it on my own, the hair wasn't too bad, just a quarter inch of roots showing. It would have to be sufficient. As I left the bedroom, Madison peered out from the bath in the hall, "Hey babe, sleep well?" I grunted, hoping to convey the frustrations of having to be awake at all, and she just giggled. "Where are you headed all put together?"
