C43 Chapter 43

When the next morning dragged along and Jules still hadn’t replied to my messages, my heart felt more bruised than ever. I rolled out of bed and numbly stood through a shower. I took in my reflection in the mirror, skin pale from fitful sleep and deep shadows under my eyes. I looked like crap and felt even worse, so I ditched Nelly’s advice and pulled on the baggiest, most comfortable hoodie