Chapter 45 The Dress

Michael: my eyes were still sleepy when I heard the doorbell. I opened my eyes and looked from the window it was getting dark. She was still lying Keeping her head on my lap in her sleep. I touched her cheek for one more time, she was warm as anyone will want on a winter evening. The doorbell rang again. I almost forgot when the doorbell rang for the first time looking at her. My back hurts a little by sleeping in the sitting position. This time the sound of the doorbell wake her up. She brushed her hair on my lap and looked at me, trying to open her eyes. "Did I sleep?" She asked in a low voice. "Yes, you keep lying, I will see who is at the door," I said, she raised her head from my lap and I got up from the bed to open the door. "Cominggggg" I said in a loud voice and went to the washroom to splash some water on my face. Clare collapsed in the bed again. I came back and opened the door. It was her best friend. She was holding something in he