I was laying in bed. Alena was already gone. After taking my medicine, I was feeling so much better. Damian was still not home yet. I was nervous. I don't even know how many times I've been going in front of the mirror to look at my body. My phone buzzed next to me. It was Damian.

"Hey" I breathed.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked. I could decipher worry in his tone.

"Yeah, when are you coming home?" I asked.

"I'm already home" he said. What? "I'm waiting for you by the pool" he said before ending the call. Wait what? I got off the bed and quickly walked...