I rolled back and forth, trying to feel the softness of the bed. It's been so long since I felt this relaxed. I covered myself with the duvet on my bed to shield my eyes from the incoming sunlight that was creeping through the window.
I was too lazy to get out of bed; in fact, all week I have been really lazy. Damon had been the one doing all the work, from bringing my early morning breakfast to my lunch and then guiding me down to eat dinner.
He was overdoing it, and I know. He was doing all this and more since the incident that happened on Friday, which was partly my fault. I didn't get harmed, but he got scolded, and I guess he still feels guilty up to this point. I don't care how he was feeling as long as he was nice to me.
I finally got out of bed but lazily strolled to the balcony
