It had been days since the incident, and Cecilia had not said a single word to Jonathon. Jonathon felt extremely guilty about how he treated her. He allowed her to sleep in his bed while he slept on the sofa.
Once again, Jonathon could do nothing to make it up to her as he was once again sent to investigate a situation. He thought some time away from him would’ve restored Cecilia back to herself, but it seemed the distance made her angrier.
"Get up," Jonathon said, "We’re going to breakfast."
Cecilia’s eyes narrowed at him from under the blanket. It reminded him of an ornery cat. Jonathon started to tell her to get up, but Cecilia slid out of the bed. He could see her wince as she walked to the bathroom.
"Does it still hurt?" Jonathon asked. Cecilia said nothing but gave a cu
