#Chapter4
Awaking to the sound of thunder and lightning, I managed snap myself out of the comatose state I seemed to be in. The heavy raindrops could be heard all over the little wooden cabin of mine and usually, I indulged in the sound of the wavering emotions of the weather but now, as I lay on the floor with my dress covered in my own blood and my heart still straining against my chest, I couldn’t indulge in anything but the suffocating presence of the mystery man’s scent all over my body.
He smelled like strong cologne mixed with sweat and mint. He smelt like a hurricane, a storm, he smelt like a beautiful disaster and I couldn’t get his scent out of my head, I couldn’t stop smelling him on me, feeling him on me, everywhere.
Finding the courage to get myself up on my feet, I waddled over to the bathroom, managing to take a look at myself in the mirror and I looked awful.