"I'll just be on the couch if you need me." I stood up but she grabbed my arm.
"Lielle, wait..." she said.
"Why?" I faced her.
"Lie down beside me."
Seriously?!
"What? No! It's a patient's bed and I'm not unwell." I removed her hand from my arm but she grabbed it again.
"Is there a rule like that?" she asked.
"Jane!" I raised my voice.
"I don't want you to be sleeping on that uncomfortable couch!"
"But you should only be sleeping alone in your bed!"
"It's enough for the both of us. Please... I won’t be able to sleep well thinking you'll be sleeping there," she said worriedly.
F*ck it, Jane.
"Fine!" I said.
She moved a little bit on the side and I laid down beside her sideways not facing her while she was facing the ceiling.
"Did you worry about me?" she asked.
I didn't respo
