Chapter 22 You mean nothing to me

• Stacey’s POV
• Everything was dark and hazy. I opened my eyes and the first thing I felt was the severe pain in my head. I opened my eyes and saw light peeking through the curtains. I felt cold like I usually do when I wake up in the morning. Normally, an image of Adam popped up in my mind when I woke up, reminding me of my broken heart.
• This time it was different. This time, the first image that popped up in my head was that of a much more handsome guy. His hazel eyes and his raven black hair. He looked just like a Greek god. His face was perfect. His body...his abs were percent, his muscles were well-toned and his skin flawless.