Sicily
Levi and I sat on the bed, studying together. He was checking the parts of the car, while I went over the nursing course, frowning my face at how many terms I had to learn. Levi was focused on himself, trying to get comfortable, but failing at it.
The wounds were still healing and he had no choice but to try his best to ignore them. I laid in bed, almost snuggled against him while reading my nursing book. I felt his hand on my hair, caressing my strands lovingly and making me smile at the sweet gesture.
“How are things going there?” he asked, taking a peek at my assignment.
“They’re okay. Just trying my best to learn these terms. Back home, I never got the chance to take an elective because it kept me at later hours in school,” I sighed, sad at the missed opportuni
