Michael woke up feeling a slite headache. Even with the music on, the night had been a long and rough one because he had found it difficult to sleep.

The thought of Brenda standing him up a few days now had been on his mind, and he is more troubled because he didn’t know the reason for her action, he did not know if he had hurt her in any way.

He subconsciously swept his arm across the bed in search of his cell phone, his hand came across the phone which he sluggishly picked up, he looked at the time on his cell phone and its past 7am.

He...