Roseline Angelina Brown.
Six mouths later.
I rub the back of my neck when it starts to hurt from being held in one position for too long, digging my fingers in the soft skin of it to somehow ease the ache and the pounding in my head. These headaches are increasing in intensity now, no longer can they be chased away by two pills of Advil.
Snapping my laptop shut, I un-do my ponytail before rummaging the top drawer of my nightstand for a familiar white bottle. Once my fingers wrap around the tiny cylinder, I sigh in relief before popping a pill into my mouth.
I instantly feel my nerves calm. The painful currents of my headache seizing into a dull thud. Rubbing my face to rid off a bit of exhaustion, I'm in the process of firing up my laptop again to examine the last few designs we're go
