Elena
I turned around and slowly opened my eyes.Streams of light leaked in through the roughly covered window.
I sat up, finding myself on the bed when I distinctly remembered falling asleep on the floor.
'Ugh, he thinks this will pacify me?'
I said looking at the soft sheets.
I lazily left the room, and strolled to the kitchen. My throat was craving a river to quench it's thirst.
Upon reaching the kitchen, he was there...making breakfast.
"Good morning" I said out of courtesy or at least that was what I told myself in the moment.
After our fight last night, I really wanted to hear his voice. To hear him say something, or grumble or tell me to shut my mouth. But he didn't look like he was going to say anything to me today.
"Good morning" he replied nonchalantly. I immediately fr
