It was dark under her covers. She was asleep. May look like she was at peace. But she was tossing and turning all night. Why? It wasn't like she had something plan the next day.
But still she worked up with a fast heartbeat. She heard laughter coming from the kitchen, which further woke her up. Then her phone ring she didn't answer. In her head she said, “if its a job offer they would leave a voicemail.” Fear of getting out of bed increased when she realized she didn't do the dishes yesterday. Maybe its not anxiety just hunger.
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