The next morning, I woke up earlier than Alex, my pulse quickening. I quickly dressed and sneaked out, my eyes shifting nervously as I proceeded to my room. Luckily, there was no single person on my way.

Upon getting into the room, I fell on the bed, overwhelmed by several feelings, the first one being the excitement that Alex still had feelings for me, and the second one was sadness because I was aware that I was nothing but a side chick, an option.

Anxiously, I looked around and then I got up with a sigh and went into the washroom. With the water flowing on my body, I replayed...