Chapter 18: The stubborn side of me

The next four hours before dawn were unusually long. I tossed and turned in my bed, trying to get those disturbing thoughts off my head. But it felt like a gravitational pull that kept drawing me in.

My obsession with him was growing more by the day, but I knew one thing for sure, there will be a time I won't be able to mortify myself and I might go all out without a bind holding me in place. And I hope it wouldn't end badly that particular day.

Finally!

My alarm struck 6 am, I quickly got up, got ready, and went downstairs for the morning exercise.

I gently knocked on Mr. Clinton's bedroom door, but there was no answer. "Mr. Clinton..."

'Has he perhaps left for work?' So early? Whilst my thought, I heard sneezes coming from inside the room. I pressed my ears on the door, silently listening intently. I just wanted to confirm my intuition. Another sneeze came from inside, followed by two more 'Ah-choo!'

Yeah, he has caught a cold...

I knocked again. "Mr. Clinton, can I com