Damien moved out of the bed, making sure Penny was fast asleep. He doubted she would wake up and therefore after an hour passed by, he stepped down on the carpeted floor. Taking the pillow which he had been using, he walked around to place it behind her. She hadn't changed her position as if consciously knowing that turning on her back would bring pain to herself.
The wound which was supposed to have started to heal after two days had opened up. Bruises on her back where he didn't need Penny to be specific on where Grace had kicked her. His hand clutching tightly as it formed into fists he let them loose. Bending down he kissed her very gently, his lips leaving a feather-like whispered kiss which barely touched her before standing straight again.
