Feeling the man had stopped moving, Emily Stone looked up.
Seeing that he seemed to have truly fallen asleep this time, her heart finally relaxed.
Her hands didn't stop their motions, as she continued to massage him while watching him closely.
She massaged for a full two hours until her hands were so stiff they were numb before she stopped to rest for a moment.
Emily stood up, took a few steps forward, then bent over to stare at the man's face, their distance no more than twenty centimeters, very close indeed.
Her cheeks were flushed red, her breathing became unsteady, and after a moment, she hurriedly stood back up.
Emily didn't dare to leave, afraid his stomach would get upset again in the middle of the night, so she sat on the edge of the bed to rest. Every fifteen minutes, she would continue to massage his stomach.
This cycle repeated until four in the morning when she couldn't hold on any longer. Her eyes drooped closed, and she didn't even know when she fell asleep...
