Arabelle finally got tired of going through different apps on her phone. With a sigh, she headed to the bedroom she and Asher shared. Laying down on the bed, she rolled around on it a little. Her face pressed on the bed as she sniffed the scent of the bedsheet. It smelt like Asher.
He had a unique scent that she couldn't explain no how much she tried to find the word. His scent was uniquely his and it was nice to inhale.
Arabelle didn't even realize that her thoughts had somehow diverted towards the man she had met not long ago. She was getting a little used to him without realizing it. He was a danger....to her mental health.
It wasn't long enough before she slept off. Finally, it was morning and the curtains slid open. Arabelle eyes opened but she immediately closed them back because the sun light pierced into her eyes. Rolling over to the farther end of the bed where the effect of the sunlight was less, she finally opened her eyes freely.
