Aria
I can’t even bear the thought that I was going to be in his room together with him for three weeks.
I don’t know if I am going to survive this. I wish I could object, but he made it clear to me “you are staying in my bed for three weeks until you recover fully!”
Three weeks.
Three whole weeks in his room.
On his bed. With him.
I pressed my lips together, staring at nothing in particular as I sat on the edge of the bed. My body was still weak, but my mind was wide awake, already imagining all the ways this could go wrong.
“You are staying in my bed until you recover fully.”
His voice echoed in my head again.
Not a suggestion.
Not even a request. It was an order from him
And with him, orders weren’t meant to be questioned.
I sighed softly.
There was no escaping this.
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