All the memories came rushing back when he kissed me, it was like in sleeping beauty, I woke up when he kissed me. I screamed at him until he left the room and I crawled back to bed and cried myself to sleep.
I wake up the next day and I have never felt more like myself, I needed those memories back more than I thought. I am feeling a lot better because my healing is kicking in, I get up from the bed go take a shower and change into black jeans and a hoodie. I put my hair up in a ponytail but don't bother with make up because I don't like it on my face, it takes me a little while to actually open the door and go down stairs but I manage. There is no one in the kitchen when I arrive but then again it is almost lunch time so everyone is probably outside training or doing some business. I m
