CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

- HAZEL -

I sigh and roll to the other side. My eyes are still shut and I'm desperately trying to sleep. I'm so tired yet despite my efforts, I can't.

I don't know if he just gave me a phobia for tiny spaces or if my actions still freak me out but I know my thoughts keep me from having a good night rest.

I rolled back till my back rested on the bed and my body was flat. I'm staring at the ceiling. My eyelids slid open and I sighed again.

This will surely be a long night. If I can't sleep, I most definitely can do something to keep me company.

My eyes ran around the plain grey walls in this room. I scoffed. This man sure loves grey. Or was it me who came up with using the colour grey? I can't remember and it's a good thing.

This proves I'm moving on.

Moving on would be a lot more easier if I am not in his house. Alone with him, again.

I clenched my fists on the duvet over my body and raised it up to look at my legs. I'm wet as fuck too.

Of course I won't do anything, in fact, h