"There. Done. Over. Finished. I can sleep now," Stella whispered, forcing herself to lie on her back again.
Miraculously, her body finally started to relax.
Her mind slowed down.
Her eyelids grew heavy.
Sleepiness washed over her like a warm wave.
She was just drifting off when her phone vibrated.
Her soul left her body.
She stared at the nightstand. The phone vibrated again. Her heart pounded wildly, but she did not reach for it.
Not yet.
Touching it felt like opening a cursed artifact that might explode in her face.
Finally, very slowly, she extended her hand, grabbed the phone, and took a deep breath before looking.
Dylan's name glowed on the screen.
Her heart did a weird flip. She nervously opened the message.
It was short.
Very short.
Only one word.
"Ok!"
Stella blinked.
Then blinked again.
That was it?
No questions? No complaints? No confusion? No panic? No long paragraph politely declining?
Just Ok!
