Elora
I remain in the room; I didn’t want to argue, hadn’t this day been bad enough without us at each other’s throat trying to shift the blame. I couldn’t face them, not if I were just going to be ridiculed over one mistake. They made their fair share of mistakes and yet I make one and they give up on me. I am not sure how long I was in the room, but I eventually fall asleep, everything becoming too much. I feel mentally drained, I had enough. It is late in the night when I wake to the door creaking open. Light from outside creeping into the room makes my eyes flutter open before feeling the bed dip beside me.
Warmth envelopes me as his arms wrap around me, pulling me flush against him. I hear him sigh before pressing his face into my shoulder. “I know you’re awake.” His voice is rough
