12 - He's really trustworthy?

I open my eyes slowly; the room was beginning to be invaded by the gradually rising sunlight. And once again, I woke up suddenly from my sleep. I vaguely observed the room where I slept, without a definite direction. Something was bothering me, and it wasn't the fact that I had slept poorly at night, it was something more intense, improper, perhaps. I was still ecstatic from the dream I had had.

Until then, it might not mean anything, but at the same time, I could say that I was starting to give in to Joshua, and that, in no way, should happen.

With only a few minutes left until sunrise, I decided to start getting ready to go to Joshua's company. And, as I remembered that I would have to spend the entire day with him, a cold malevolent feeling invaded my stomach.

I try to push all those thoughts away. I shake my head and take a deep breath, getting up from bed and walking to the bathroom. I undress and turn on the shower, alternating the water temperature to a little warmer. The rain