My Romeo

I woke up perceiving the birds' soft chirping sound on the mango tree beside my bedroom. The spring breeze calmly hushed in my room, making the thin curtains dance like waves.

I groaned at the itching sensation in my eyes when the sunlight met my vision. I rolled over my bed lazily before slowly getting up.

I was so happy, literally dancing in my mind. The crazy thing Nicolas did last night, the adrenaline-pumping moments he let me have a taste, and the wild desires he ignited inside of me each time he looked into my eyes, I was obviously in love with them.

After freshening up and taking a shower, I made my way downstairs, totally unaware that it was midday and lunchtime. I heard people chattering in the living room.

When I finally made it downstairs, my breath hitched in my throat and I almost choked because in front of me was sitting Fardinn and his dad David. They were smiling and seemed to have a stationary conversation with my parents.

I almost forgot that my parents and the c