John woke up and felt much better. He slept over, hearing the clattering noises on the sink. Yden had been busy last night, and he had no complaints. He couldn't help her either in cleaning up his mess. His body felt so heavy, and he even woken up by Yden just to take meds.
She was just a sweetheart, and John couldn't believe his luck. Did Yden really stayed to help him? To take care of him?
Then, he remembered, yes, she needed a place to stay. He knew Yden's situation at her home, with her mom. It was devastating, but he wasn't expecting her to live with him for that reason.
He felt the bed beside him, and it was empty. Then he palmed his face. Was he really expecting that Yden would sleep beside him on that bed?
