Chapter 111 A word about the past

ROSY

I jerked up and stared around the room, when I recognized it as mine, I sighed in relief and fell back into the bed.

I tried to doze off again, but the warning bell that rang in my head made me snap my eyes open, fully awake.

There was only one word that rang in my head. Caleb!!

I gasped and touched my lips as all the memories of yesterday came rushing into my head.

“What the hell have I done?” I muttered, filled with regret.

The door burst open and Caleb trudged leisurely into the bedroom with a tray in his hand.

He paused when he saw me sitting up on the bed. A smirk sneaked into his face as he proceeded to approach me.

“Good morning, little red rose,” he sang and my belly churned.

What right does he think he has to keep on calling me that?

“You took advantage of my weakness last night!” I burst out.

His brows snapped up as he placed the tray down and sank into the bed.

“Did you have a good sleep?” he muttered, avoiding the topic that I raised.

“You scumbag! You sle