Inaya
I don’t remember when I actually gained my sense back after Greta’s hard slap and the horrible nightmare. I am sure that was a nightmare. What Greta said was no way relatable to what my mind was comprehending. I groaned in a severe headache as my continuous crying and anxiety ruined my health. I pushed myself up on the bed and rubbed my eyes. It was 7 in the morning as I looked at the clock kept on the nightstand. Walking silently to the adjacent washroom I finished by morning business. After taking a warm long shower I picked up my clothes and moved inside the room. I was still in a daze thinking that it was a normal day of my new life. I was still expecting Carlos to come up finishing his morning work out session with a sweaty body and a weird smelling sock to irritate me. Yes, he got to know I hate smelly socks and everyday after hitting the gym he used to carry the socks inside the room to irritate me a bit. I laughed a little remembering m