CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
BECK’S POV
Every single day you wake up and its different. On some days you wake up and you feel like you actually outshine the sun; that you could do anything and that life is all rainbows and unicorns but, on some days, you never want to get out of bed. All you want to do stay under the covers; you almost feel like you a glass; so delicate that you could break if you stepped off the bed. Today was not one of bad days though. This was one of those rainbows and unicorns’ days despite my hangover.
I had woken up to the tantalizing scent of breakfast, curtsey of Niran with the bonus of a morning kiss and some Advil for the headache. I’d smiled a lot for some reason and when we eventually bade the girls goodbye and got in the car, all I could feel was the rainbows in my
