My eyes fluttered open and for a second I just lay there, blinking. Something had woken me up yet as I lay there nothing was heard. A shiver ran down my body but I pulled the cover with my arm and closed my eyes. A door opened and my eyes shot wide open. Someone was in my room. Who was it, what did they want? I did not dare ask who it was, just waiting for the inevitable to happen so I could scream my lungs out. Feet suddenly moved across the room then way closer to the bed only to stop. I squeezed my eyes as if that would make the person go away. More feet patting, moving around the bed then a swipe of cool air as the blankets were pulled back. Wait, what?! The scream was bubbling in my chest. T

“How about this time?” Storm stepped away and I stared at the large mirror. My frown couldn’t get deeper. I thought by refusing to hire a makeup artist then finally failing to do my makeup would persuade Storm from taking me with him. Tell me why he sat down and watched tutorials for an hour before attempting my eyebrows. “No.” I gasped, dropping my shoulders and frowning even deeper. “ It’s horrible.” “Brandy!” He glared at me and I wanted so bad to be so pissed at him but I couldn’t. The Storm I had been getting every single day for the past eight months I would die for. My husband was my best friend. He was my everything.“I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go!&rdquo