#Chapter377
Alexi has his own orbit sometimes and right now it’s stormy weather with meteor showers brewing in the dark gathering clouds. Maybe he thought after I slept it would be a different story, and I just slapped him back down and stabbed him in the heart simultaneously. Waking me up cheerfully was premature and I think he just cottoned onto that. Nothing has really changed.
I can’t help how I feel though. Even if I now have a huge aching weight pressing on my chest, and my throat has constricted like I’m having some sort of nut-related allergic reaction. Mood nosediving into the depths of hell.
His solution is a surprise, as it’s not what I was expecting at all. Mr Control Freak and uber bossy ‘my way or hit the highway’ would never compromise to this level. I know it’s not what he wants, I can tell by the tone and his manner, but he is willing to do this to keep me happy.
