Ellie awoke to Kel's alarm chime. She was still smiling. What had gotten intro her. Jamie she mythered. She was excited to see him on this beautiful, brisk morning in London. She got into her wheelchair, thinking of Jamie and how she couldn't wait to see him. She had gone to bed still in full make up because she feared him seeing her without it. She knew she'd pay for it today though. Loads of moisturiser would be required to get her skin in tip top shape again. The man I want is on the other side of the door, she thought and smiled widely. She opened her bedroom door and reversed out. She didn't know what to expect when she turned around, probably a lazy "good morning" or as she hoped, a lazy "good morning beautiful". She hoped that Kel's alarm had been loud enough to wake him too, otherwise he'd still be sleeping and still be a lump on the couch. She felt ready to find out what his response would be and so span on her wheels.
There was no one there. Kel was in the shower, as always at this time of the morning. She noticed a piece of white paper on the black leather couch. She hurried to look at it.
Hey Ellie, thanks for letting me stay, I'll call you tonight. J.
That was all it said. She wondered if she'd done something wrong. Maybe confessed her love for him in her sleep? She isn't prone to sleep talking but who knows. Anything could have happened. He could have been called away for all she knows. At least she'll know tonight. It's not like he left her hanging. He'd call her tonight. Would he tell her when and why he left? She can but hope.
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