Claudia POV
[Song Recommendation: Michael Bublé - Feeling Good.]
It was one of the songs from the early 2000s that I put inside the CD mixtape. Though it was a very popular song, I doubted that Ray was keeping the same mixtape that I gave him back then.
I checked the clock on the wall and frowned.
It was already two in the morning, and he hadn't slept yet? I knew that Ray was a workaholic, but it wasn't good for his health.
No matter how fit he was with all his healthy diet and exercise, he was still thirty-four years old. His body would get sick easier.
But I wasn't any different, though.
After having that weird dream, it was impossible for me to fall asleep again.
"What is he doing anyway? Surely, no matter how busy he is, he doesn't need to pull an all-nighter, right?" I muttered while making two glasses of hot chocolate for both of us. "Well, he needs to rest no matter what. He's going to kill himself early like this—what'd happen to his beloved if he dies too soon?"
