EDNA
Feeling how sticky my body was, my face wrinkled in discomfort.
Malrick didn’t say anything as he stood up, lifting me up in the process.
I stared at him in confusion, wondering what he was up to. When he walked in the direction of his bathroom, I quickly understood.
“I…you don’t have to do this, I can walk.” I told him, somewhat embarrassed.
He lowered his head to look at me, “Can you?”
I was about to nod when I realized that my legs were trembling. I bet I won’t be able to walk properly if he puts me down.
I averted my gaze, “Whose fault is it now?”
He chuckled, but said nothing more.
In the bathroom, I was actually afraid that he would want to do it again. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I was already tired and not just my legs, but my lower back hurts.
I really
