It had been a week since the incident.
Things started to fall apart or things continued to fall apart between Caroline and me.
I never saw a peek of her at all around the house and that way, the house was silent and remained quiet for that period.
After that night, I haven't been myself.
Her words appear to have a huge effect on me that I couldn't explain. Although I act as though she meant nothing to me but deep somewhere in my heart, she owns a place. Someplace I can't really put a finger at.
I found myself craving her and no one else. It was either mere infatuation or a feeling out of pure distress.
Either way, I was determined to reform it all and probably start something in-depth with her.
I turned to my side on the bed and immediately turned back to the other side when the rays of the morning sun shone on my face.