Daniel Grey's POV.
The next day, I woke up in a pool of sweat, realizing I had forgotten to turn on the air conditioning last night, and it was no longer early morning. The sun was already scorching hot, peeking through my window, which caused my room to heat up.
I grabbed my phone and glanced at it frantically.
Yup, it's already eleven thirty am, and I am late to visit Aubrianne. I must've been more tired than I thought, but then again, that's no excuse.
I am sure dear old dad is up and has already had a couple of meetings for the day. I sighed, got up, and headed to the bathroom. I desperately needed a shower. My appearance was as if I had gone out for a run.
I brushed my teeth, then took my sweet time having a shower as I scrubbed and rinsed. Then I dried and changed into slim-fitting black jeans, a white T-shirt, and a denim jacket.
