C117 Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen

Sienna

I was lying down on the bed and staring up at the ceiling. The bed was a mess but I didn't care as I stretched my bare legs across the sheets and breathed in slowly.

Fucking Eric. I couldn't do anything remotely fun or thrilling now. Well, I could but I now understood that I was not supposed to. Fuck, I hated being wrong but yet here I was