Leia woke up the next day feeling light-headed. She shook her head and blinked her eyes open, then turned beside her to see Adrik lying so tiredly with his hair scattered all over the bed. She raised her gaze to peek at the clock on the mini table near their bed, and her eyes widened in shock.
Her brow furrowed, and she leaned down to have her face close to his. Hmm, it was already eight and Adrik was still sleeping. This is not like him at all. I mean, he always wakes up before her, so why was he sleeping this much?
Her face altered in worry and she placed a soft kiss on his lips, hoping that he would wake up. However, Adrik moved not an inch but lay motionless on the bed.
Panic suddenly devastated her and she nudged him, but still, he didn't move.
"A-adrik." She tenderly tapped on his cheek, but he still didn't move, and deep worry overwhelmed her.
