Morning came, his alarm rang. The sound blaring through the entire room, breaking his thought process, but Brandon did not care enough to get up and turn it off.
Instead, he continued to stare at the ceiling, like he had done for the past few hours.
For the entire night, after they had left, Brandon was not able to sleep. His eyes remained wide open, and not a spec of sleep crossed his mind, came to his eyes or even a little yawn that may have made its appearance, now. Nothing related to sleep came to him.
He remained in the same position he had taken up when he had returned to bed. Brandon had not done anything, he had not opened the door to check if they were gone, listened a little bit more for some evidence or anything like that. He had simply gone to bed And remained in the same position like the dead.
He had to knock on his door, and simply turned his head into its direction. Sophia was not going to wait for long, she would just choose to enter.
