Riley didn't close her window since she was on the second floor of the house. The wind blew gently, caressing her hair and waking her up from its cold breeze.
She rubbed her hair and found someone's arm holding her waist. Her back was leaning against someone's chest and the warmth that he exuded was comforting her bruises.
"Are you awake?" Shein asked her with so much concern since they weren't able to talk clearly last night.
"I have to go for a photoshoot today." she mumbled while trying to pry open his hand away from her waist. "Can you let go of me now? I want to take a shower."
"I don't want to." Shein mumbled and even tightened his hold on her. "I feel like, if I let you go, you'll ran off again."
Riley didn't say anything. She just stayed still, lying on her side of the bed without moving an inch. Her breathing was uneven and she felt the throbbing pain caused by the bruises on her back.
