Chapter 140 Bailey

• I awoke the next day to a heavy knocking at the door. I had somehow found my way to my bed, and crashed. Falling into a fitful sleep, after all, but crying myself to sleep. My mind filled with thoughts of Asher and the mess we had found ourselves in. I had been so tempted to go to him and try to fix everything, but I never quite found the courage to do so. I knew I was pathetic, but I felt it was better to give us both some time to process what had happened, and the things he had said.
• I stumbled sleepily from my bed, across to the door of my room, opening it to see Morgan there, with a big, beaming smile upon her face. Hmm… I could only assume she had stayed with Marc overnight after her failing to materialize back to my room after her day with him. But, I hadn’t been worried. She had met her fated mate after all, and I knew he would look after her. It was only natural they had wanted to spend the night together. They likely hadn't wanted to leave one another...
• “Good morning!” she said cheerfully. “You look like death.” She added with a grin.