Patricia
My room is dark and silent, and my bed seems so inviting where it's waiting for me to tuck myself under the duvets.
Smiling, I spit out toothpaste, then rinse the basin under running water while meeting my reflection in the mirror.
There is finally some hope radiant in my eyes. I'm thrilled that Alice and I found an apartment already, and tomorrow the big showing will take place to see if it's something for us.
With happiness bubbling up within me, I turn off the light and walk over to my bed. I can't wait for tomorrow to come and slip under the covers with sweet reveries of the future. A scent of detergent hits my nose, and I hum happily.
I smile like a freaking fool in the dark and hug my warm and cozy boyfriend, only to scream when I realize I don't fucking have one—who the hell is in my bed?!