Donna Aleia wakes up slowly, her body shifting slightly as she lets out a soft sigh, her eyes opening as she focuses on her curtains, the large dark red drapes barely letting any sunlight into the room. She then looks away from them and stares down at the duvet placed over her torso, reaching for it and slowly lifting it up and over her, soon revealing a muscular arm resting on her body, holding onto her loosely. She then realises who it is and it prompts her to turn around and sit up in bed, her eyes landing on him as she watches him sleep peacefully against the pillows.
It’s then that she remembers exactly what happened the night before… she had an emotional breakdown, right in front of him… and he was there for her, comforting her through the entire process and even staying the night a
