Elena
I couldn't sleep. Even as I walked up the stairs and he walked ahead of me, I had seen the way he'd winced. I must have hit him harder than I intended to.
Convinced that I had to do something, I tiptoed across my room and slowly opened my door. Streaks of dim light escaped from the sides of the door of his room. Good, he was still awake.
I tiptoed down the stairs and to the kitchen. Coming back up, I brought the ice pack I found in the freezer.
As I came up to his door, I took a sharp deep breath and knocked.
I waited. I knew he was still awake.
I was about to knock again when I heard his voice.
"Come on in."
I twisted the knob and entered the room. I was greeted by the dim lights on the corners of the room. He was sitting on the bed, a laptop on the small table, and he had..
