I woke with a groan, my body filled with a mix of soreness and an inexplicable feeling of refreshment. It felt like I was reborn overnight and yet, defeated overnight.
If that made sense at all.
As I stretched my tired and energetic bones while sunlight streamed through the window, painting squares on the duvet, I yawned, fluttering my eyes open.
It was then I noticed Liam hovering above me with a wide smile plastered on his face.
My heart jumped into my throat the moment I glimpsed his figure. It felt like Deja Vu all over again. I remembered finding him hovering above me like this before. "Liam? What are you doing?" I stammered, my voice hoarse.
"Hi, Mum. just watching you sleep," he chirped, his smile unwavering. "It was beautiful."
Argh.
I knew he meant well but that shit was scary.
I shook my head, holding my chest. "You scared me half to death," I managed, my voice still shaky.
