She lays awake in bed, her earphones blasting a sweet melody.
โcause iโm right here, darling, iโm right here. close your pretty eyes, my butterfly. baby, have no fear.โ
It was just another restless night, her mind flooding with what it seems to be thousands of thoughts.
Once she's up, he attempts something akin to a friendly smile in response, but it just makes him look like he wants death. Rubbing at his temples โโ a headache is exactly what he needed.