Chapter 4: The Unwanted Visitor

We’re home.

I went down our car and surveyed the three-storey mansion. Nothing seems to change.

Welcome home, hunny.

Ugh, correction. Everything will be changed from now on.

Hello, Cassie. I’m glad you’re okay now.
You wanted me to die, admit it.
I would never! C’mon, I cooked breakfast.
I’m not hungry.

Actually, I could eat a mountain right now. The food at the hospital sucks. But then, I suddenly lost my appetite. I went across the porch to our living room and scurried upstairs. I went to my room. When I opened it, my eardrums almost exploded from the loud music that seemed to fill my space.

What the heck--?

My pink coated room was almost covered with posters of boy bands and rock stars. The cabinet on the corner was overflowing with GUY clothing. Everything was a mess!

In my bed, in my precious queen-sized bed, lay my culprit. A shirtless guy was snoring his way to sleep!