He came with promises of marriage

"Hmm..."

I wriggled, shifted positions, and tried to find a pillow or blanket, but what I found felt like a body. Yes, it was someone's body, and the distinctive perfume aroma made me open my eyes to discover that it was Charlie, peacefully asleep.

"Oh, shitt!"

I quickly sat up, distancing myself, and staring at him in surprise. How did he end up here? Was I dreaming? How did Kate let him in when she knew I was avoiding him?

I patted my cheek, feeling a slight sting, and glanced at Charlie's shooed feet. It wasn't a hallucination; he was here.

He tilted his head towards me, slowly opening his eyes and sitting up.

"Hi, you're awake..."

"You're bothering me, you startled me!" I said sharply. "You shouldn't have come here!" I emphasized, attempting to get out of bed, but he held onto my hand.

"You know I can't be without you..."

"Charlie!" I pulled my hand away forcefully.