*Miranda’s POV*
I had just settled under my covers. I had taken a shower, washed my hair, left it damp, dressed in my most comfortable pj’s and climbed into bed. Retreating like the weak girl I used to be, the one I swore I would never be again. Tomorrow we will start a fresh, let’s just press the restart button for now and pretend like this day, or moment of it, never happened.
My door creaked open. I should really do something about that annoying hinge, I thought to myself. “Lil, I’d rather just be alone right now,” I told her, not wanting to look her way.
“It’s me babe,” He said, the sound of his voice filling me with butterflies. I turned instantly, eyes wide, and saw him standing in my door. He took a step closer and closed the door behind him. His scent filled the room, and my lun
