Elena’s POV

The bright rays of the sun slipped through the curtains and stabbed me right in the eyes.

I groaned.

There went my sleep.

After the rollercoaster of a night I had with Noah yesterday, I ended up crashing on Layla’s couch. I didn’t want to wake up; not yet. Maybe because the dream I was having was just that good.

In it, I was back at the movie theater with Noah. The way his eyes lingered on me… it felt so right. We were leaning closer to each other, slowly, breathlessly...

And then boom. That annoying manager popped up out of nowhere like a jump scare and ruined...