~{BEVERLEY'S POV}~
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I felt a tap on my shoulder but I refused to open my eyes. However, when it continued, I slowly opened my eyes to the morning sunlight and found Damion staring down at me in concern.
When did it become morning? Had I slept in this long?
Well, I deserved it.
Sitting upright, I felt my eyes sting with pain due to how much I had cried. They must be swollen and red by now.
"Are you alright?" He carefully asked and I simply nodded while watching him sit some distance from me on our bed.
For him to enter our room, I could tell he wanted to say something important. He never entered our room nor slept in it ever since he came back from the hospital and it made me feel like a disease.
I patiently waited for him to say what he wanted without uttering a word. I was tired and all I wanted to do was lay in bed throughout the day…. watching TV.
"Beverley."
