Villain Ch 502. The Best Of Me
Allen's eyes fluttered open, and he squinted at the faint, filtered sunlight that now spilled through the window. The blazing afternoon sun had mellowed into a warm, golden glow. The clock showed 04.16 PM.
He groaned and mumbled, "This late already?" as he dragged himself into a sitting position on the edge of his bed. His jaw cracked in a satisfying yawn, stretching the lethargy out of his bones.
Rubbing his eyes and ruffling his messy hair, he couldn't help but smile. It was a rarity to wake up in the late afternoon, but today, it was just what he needed. The relentless headache that had pounded through his skull had finally surrendered, retreating into the shadows. Allen's head was clearer, and the world no longer spun around him like a relentless merry-go-round.
He chalked it up to the combination of vitamins he had chugged down earlier and the pure, blissful hours of extra sleep he'd indulged in.
