It's been two weeks since we came back from the hospital, and it's been two weeks since I finally returned from the hospital and have been treated like a baby, not by Sin but by Zoey.
They both kept trying to do everything for me and refused to let me raise a finger, which was both nerve-wracking and nice.
I had been locked in the room all day, mostly due to the fact that I had been reading a novel and lost track of time.
Things with Sin and I have been great; he pampers me all the time, and slowly the mask of a ruthless leader he wore slips away when we are together.
Every day with Sin revealed a new side of him: that he was capable of empathy, kindness, and integrity. We both joked and laughed like two normal human beings, and whatever I requested of him, he made sure to carry it out
