Lily woke up the next morning to the sound of people talking downstairs.
She rolled over in bed with a groan, rubbing her blurry eyes and wincing as it tugged against her stitches. Her head was throbbing.
She didn’t want to get up, but she knew if she didn’t, he would come looking for her soon. They hadn’t spoken the rest of the evening, and even when Lily climbed into bed and tried to fall asleep, Gabriel simply laid down on the loveseat in his room and acted like she didn’t exist. She was grateful for it last night, when her mind was so busy thinking about home.
With a slight whimper of pain, she sat up in bed, stretching her sore muscles out. Almost as soon as she let out a noise, she heard heavy footsteps rushing up the stairs, and she wondered if somehow Gabriel had heard her sl
