CHAPTER 19: A proposal after the night of shame

MEREDITH:

The warm hues of the sun caressed my face, prompting me to shield my eyes and turn away. Ah, much better, I thought, finding comfort in the dimmer side of the room. Beneath me, the sheets felt luxuriously soft, like silk, and the air carried a pleasant, relaxing scent. This was a level of peace and serenity I had never experienced in my apartment before. Was I dreaming? I almost wished I was, as waking up to this bliss every morning would be a dream come true. Well, almost.

Did I finally give up the ghost? Because, hell yes! I'd give a kidney to wake up to this every morning. Just kidding, though. But, I'd genuinely be grateful to wake up in an environment like this.

But my moment of tranquility was abruptly shattered when someone decided to draw up the blinds, flooding the room with blinding sunlight. "It's too bright," I protested, futilely attempting to block out the rays of the sun with a pillow. The damage was already done.

Gradually, I stretched. Trying to open my e