Chapter 67

• Brook.
• I stir between the sheets of my comfortable bed, turning once more, looking for the right position to fall asleep, but nothing I do seems to help, I can't get that boy with different colored eyes out of my head.
• I take my hands to my exhausted face, since he left me here in the middle of a huge confusion and he left pissed off I have not been able to concentrate on anything else, nor think about anything other than the way I look at myself when I get out of the car .