I was having the best sleep, dreaming of Dale and our date and our amazing s*x after Monica and Nathan left. In my dream Dale came into the room the following morning carrying a tray with breakfast in one hand and Abi in the other. It was wonderful reliving last night but now that I am half awake and my alarm is going off, I’m too scared to open my eyes. Scared that he won’t be here and it was all just that a dream, my imagination.
I lifted my arm to switch off my alarm and groaned. Not wanting to get up from my cosy bed and face the day. Dreading turning around and Dale not being here.
When I did eventually turn around, my heart dropped. The bed beside me empty. I sat up quickly scanning the room to see if any of his clothes were here. Nope. None. Just mine lying in a heap where they
