She was in a dilemma whether to do what her heart was asking her to do or just retard back to her room and sleep without bothering him. At this stage, it was the most difficult conclusion which she had to decide on the spot.
Jennifer's fingers wrapped around the jar, holding it tightly. At first, she just refilled her jar with water, still in deep thought.
'I haven't shared the bed with someone else.... Can I let him sleep there?' she was unsure yet his current situation was no less worrying to her.
The next morning, she was aware that he will be busy with work. If he didn't get enough rest, how was he supposed to continue the rest of his work in the morning?
The feeling of unknown and known consumed her mind when her gaze once again reverted to his sleeping figure on the couch and felt heartache. A pout appeared on her face while she tried to hide her own mixed emotions yet it was of no use for now.
