chapter eighty

I woke up disoriented and worse than I felt yesterday night. My sleep was great but it was awful not waking up to Killian by my side. I was used to sleeping next to him and not seeing him made me antsy. I thought sleeping would make me less angry with him but I found myself boiling when I woke up alone in bed. I got angry when I realized he left and even angrier when I remembered that I was the one who chased him away. Damn, my stubborn ass. I still stand by my decision to not talk to him. Why couldn't he talk to me? I know it was foolish of me to do this without his help but he didn't have to call me out on it. Not to my face at least. The house was awfully quiet, maybe he had gone to work. I sighed regrettably and tried to get ready for work. I was startled when Killian knocked on the door when I had just grabbed my bag. A glance at him told me that he was dressed for work. Maybe it was seeing his relaxed face like nothing happened last night but I was suddenly pissed off from seein