Chapter 37: Mixed Feelings

< Shirley > The soft smile that formed on Dylan's lip gave a warm, fuzzy feeling inside my chest. However, it soon formed into a scowl. "I get it that you're motivated and all, but why come to my place so freaking early in the morning?" he rebuked, and I grinned sheepishly, scratching the back of my neck. "Actually, I didn't sleep last night at all. It was already 4 o'clock when I was done with my studying and planning, so I thought I should disturb your sleep as well. But it seems like you weren't even home. My bad," I said. "Then you should thank God because if I was sleeping and you were to disturb me, you would have been a dead meat by now." He glared at me, and I flashed him a lopsided smile. "Gosh, just looking at your face is making me tired—" "Let's start our training already. I don't wanna waste a single second," I said enthusiastically without letting him complete his sentence. Even though I could see exhaust traces on his face, yet I wanted him to be with me. I guess my