Morgan's POV

It was only seven in the morning when the doorbell of my door rang and without moving to it, I already knew who was there. I walked to the door, turning the mic on as I watched who stood at the door.

"What do you want?" I asked him watching him and the flowers he had in his hands.

"I just want to see you Morgan."

"Go away Winston." I exhaled. "I don't want to see you or anybody else." I said with a tone of finality in my voice.

"Morgan wait..." He called out when I was about to turn off the mic. "You've been turning me...