It had been two weeks since I'd moved in, and although it'd been two work-filled weeks, I still couldn't help the awe at the comfort felt every night after a stressful day.
Having to crawl under those soft and extremely comfortable duvet.
It all just made me forget why I was tired the entire day.
Every day, I'd always check the clock, hoping it'd be night soon so I could get to bed.
Whenever the clock ticked eight p.m. and Triston lay in bed, probably asleep, I'd be really excited to head to my room.
Sleep.
That word always brought a smile to my face.
Except today, I'd been deprived of that word.
Triston had a fever (at least that was what I hoped), and didn't want me to inform anyone.
Not Alison or any maid. Not even a doctor.
So I had to be the one to take care of him on my ow
