THE ONLY HEIR

chapter 127

I sat down on my bed. It was warm and soft. I felt the need to lay on it and drift off to sleep but I wasn't sleeping and I knew it.

It was still raining, heavily.

I stared at his bed just as how Bridgette stared at that window without noticing that it had started to rain.

How long would that bed remain empty?.

If Bridgette never came into the picture, everything would have been better, I and Asher would have still remained friends, wouldn't we?.

Of course we would. I never truly had any friends, Asher was the only friend I ever had and he was a great friend. He was like a Hermes in my life. He was strong, a romantic, a teacher: A Hermes.

I stood up and I walked into the bathroom. I poured some water into my hands, from the tap, it was warm and soothing.

I splashed it on my face. Twice.

Damn Bridgette, she let me walk into the rain, she didn't force me out, but I couldn't bear to stare in the room with her. She didn't care about me, though, s