Chapter 85 BETRAYAL
FLORENCE'S POINT OF VIEW
I was awakened by the alarm clock coming from my phone. I rubbed my bleary eyes and walked towards the window to open the curtain. There was a pearly glow in the sky. The sun poured through my window, its warm breeze fondle on my face and the melodic birdsong drifted in.
I walked towards the mirror inside my room and check myself.
"Damn, I look horrible," I uttered while looking at the dark circles under my eyes.
My conversation with Zyair last night lasted for almost an hour. And that man did nothing but to throw cheesy pick-up lines like a bolt from the blue. If my battery percentage didn't turn low, we wouldn't stop talking. But even after the call, I couldn't sleep right away thinking of him.
Basically, it's all Zyair's fault why I look like a walking zombie right now.
"You enjoy having a late night call to him nevertheless. Stop being a hypocritical bitch," the subconscious part of my mind chimed in.