Dante walked past the door of Mireille's room, not wanting to see her before work.
No, that wasn't it. He wanted to see her but he did not WANT to.
Finally stopping in his tracks, Dante took a couple of steps back and grabbed the door by the handle. He was about to push it open but he restrained himself and placed a knock on the door.
"Who is there?" Her sleepy voice came from the other side of the door.
"Come in" she added and Dante pushed open her door, walking into the room.
Mireille was still in bed, tucked under the sheets and cuddling with a pillow.
"Good morning Princess" Dante gave her a soft look.
"Morning, Dante" she grumbled and yawned sleepily.
Mireille rubbed her sleepy eyes and attempted to rise from her huddled up state but she felt a cramp in her leg immedia
