Morning came, and I hadn't caught enough sleep, so I felt like crap when I woke up. I ended up crying because I was overthinking, but it wasn't anything serious. Just a single tear fell, and after I wiped it away, no more followed.
You’re being ridiculous, Ally. Acting all crazy over a guy? It would be understandable if he were your boyfriend, but he’s not.
"Ally?"
I sat up. I had just finished showering, but I’d crawled back into bed. I sat there leaning against the headboard, staring blankly and trying to think about other guys I found handsome. Guys who were way better looking than Roger. There are plenty of them out there, so I shouldn't be crying over him. He gave me what I needed, so I’m good now, right?
"You’re awake. You haven't eaten yet."
I let out a sigh. Roger still hadn't
