Amber
I stare at myself in the mirror, deciding to just dress casually, nothing that shouts admire me, I'm the girl of your dreams. To say I haven't been a bundle of nerves since going to sleep since last night would be the understatement of the century. Between Mason coming to seek his forever reunion with me, and Hunter apparently sick of my s**t, I didn't have the greatest night sleep. I tossed and turned, winding up screaming into my pillow as if I were a teenager wondering what boy to take to prom. I wish my troubles were that simple. Let's just put it this way.
Adulting is hard.
I dreaded waking up today to be honest. All I wanted to do was stay under my covers in the safety of my bed. Guilt took over and made me reluctantly crawl out of bed though. I don't know if it was guilt
