“Just because I’m sick day in day out doesn’t make me a weakling, neither does the fact that I’m a woman.” She was gentler than she meant to be.
“Correction, girl, and no, it’s not that. You should be in pain.” He ran his fingers through his hair, releasing more strands of hair and making them fall across his forehead.
“What?” She ignored the girl statement and focused on his confused rambling.
“When I tried to get out of your hold, you shouldn’t have been able to hold me down, and your legs…” He was looking even more confused, then he smiled, raking his hand through his hair again. “I guess I’m more tired than I thought.”
“Didn’t you sleep last night?” The question sounded ridiculous, of course he didn’t sleep. I kept him up with my screaming. She felt guilty.
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