34: WAVE OF NAUSEA

D E L I L A H

Azriel didn't come back last night. I tossed and turned all night, hoping he would walk through the door and curl up next to me, telling me everything was going to be okay.

To reassure me that we were going to be fine. But he never did.

I dragged myself from the bed, deciding that I wanted to shower in my room today. With everything that happened last night, I didn't want more things that would remind me and being in his room wasn't going to help. I had moved into his room two months ago, well not completely since my clothes and other essentials were still in my room.

After taking my shower, I walked down the stairs, wrapping my hoodie tighter on my body. Winter was going to be here in a few days and the weather was freezing already.

Coupled with the fact that I have been getting annoying illnesses these past few days. It was probably a reaction from the cold. I have a love/hate relationship with the cold, well the bad part being that it always made me sick. Although, t