45- "That Fucker is dead!"

"Are you aiming to blackmail me?"

"If that's what you call it." He asserted and shrugged.

After some time of contemplating, Alexandra let out. "I don't know how to sleep on the couch, I won't get comfortable." Her voice was meager and fluffy.

"The couch is too small for me." "But the bed is big enough for the two of us."

"What? I'm not sharing a mattress with you." She squeaked like a spoiled brat.

"Have it your way then. Just do you know, I'm laying on that bed."

The Dominic she knows wasn't loosened up. Something was advising her to go back to her room. But she had a terrifying nightmare where an imaginary Vamurus was after Amiria, a girl that looks like her. It was quite scary to her.

She watched as Dominic climbed the bed and left a space for her. Dominic wasn't this friendly.

Shrugging the thoughts in her head off, she strides toward the side of the bed and laid on it.

Silence then filled the room.