C34 Falling In Love

Somewhere downstairs, the clock chimed four. The warm afternoon sun, seeping through the slats of the shutters, woke Eva. She opened her eyes, stretched like a sleek, beautiful cat, stifle a yawn with the back of her hand, and ran well-manicured fingers through her hair. She lay still on the bed for some minutes until her mind was active and thought about Brett. He was such a selfish, egoist man