I had woken with a headache that felt like my head was splitting in half.
Sam laying awkwardly on the bed.
He smiled over at me, "You look beautiful when you just wake up."
"Don't lie. You're a terrible liar."
"I'm not lying, you do look beautiful. How are you feeling?"
"A little better, but I have a terrible headache."
"Should I go in search of meds?"
I shook my head, "No, it's fine. I'll just drink some water and wait for it to pass."
"Okay," his brow creased, "Can we talk about what happened?"
"Sure, we might as well get it out of the way now."
"Firstly, I want to apologize for acting so illogically. I was swayed far too easily, and for that I am ashamed. I had no right to do what I did and I genuinely am sorry. I worry for your safety, and I allowed that to cloud my judgment,
