Kianna's Pov;
A blush of sunlight spilled through the open hostel window, flooding the room with golden light and making me squint as I stirred awake.
Last night was so tiring… I can't even recall properly how I got home. But anyways, since I'm safe and sound nothing more matters.
I've convinced myself not to think too much of what I saw on Mordred's phone and the messages, but I still couldn't let go. My mind was floating with a lot of questions.
As usual my roommate Lesley has gone out with her man, leaving me with just a goodbye written text on my drawer. I groaned and stretched lazily before finally getting out of bed.
I couldn't enjoy the prom night thanks to Mordred Sinclair and I couldn't even say bye to Lysander. Wait, speaking of Lysander… gosh Kianna, I can't even believe I left him all alone at the prom after everything he's done for me.
