No sunlight greeted me this morning. I stared blankly at the skies as if I was expecting someone. Then gentle footsteps reached the bed.
Gallia returned with a breakfast set in her hands, “Good morning, my big kitty! That hot night must have exhausted you.”
“What did you do to me?” I grabbed the sheets.
“What are talking about? You groaned heavily last night. You seemed to enjoy it,” she bit her lower lip.
“No… I did not!”
“Oh, yes, you did! And you did it so hard, you bashed your head on the headboard leg.”
“No, no, no! That is a lie. You tricked me.”
“Did I? I thought you enjoyed it.”
My eyes gazed at my hands. The weather was fairly average, but why are my fingers shivering? The image of that winged creature resurfaced from my mind. I closed my eyes and listened to my beating he
