Clara
This morning was the worst. What Donna had warned me last night had come to life and I was in extreme pain with my headache.
My sluggish body was rolling back and forth through the soft mattress as I pinned my face into a pillow. Donna kept on reprimanding me about this again and again and I’m just tired of hearing it.
Remembering what happened last night only made my day more irritable. I could have enjoyed everything last night if only Samuel didn’t come in. He basically just did the same thing Donna was doing; scolding me unstoppably.
I drank the painkiller she had given and yet the same pain was still present. Groaning, I placed my fingers to massage over my temples when a knock came in.
My eyes were shut as I rested my head on the bed’s headboard. But Donna’s arguing voice
