Kimmy was on the bed and Cain just watched her put some of her stuff in his bedroom. He felt like he was dreaming. He and Kimmy would stay in the same bedroom for God. But somehow, he was worried about Kimmy's punishment. The word she used was 'torture...'
'Ah, it's definitely torturing me on the bed. Sleeping together without touching each other, right?' he mused with a sigh. He would endure it as long as Kimmy was by his side. He was honestly glad that she didn't get mad at him to the point of leaving him alone and not seeing him for a long time.
"I told you to rest and not watch me. You'll need all of the rest you can get, you know," Kimmy said with a meaningful tone in her voice as if she had a deeper meaning behind it. He was a psychiatrist, so it was easy for him to read her.
"Alright," Cain obediently replied as he laid down on the bed. He was a bit sleepy too, maybe because of the medicine's effect. Cain closed his eyes and dozed for to a quick nap.
