Peral
I held Ethan's waist while his feet dragged as we moved towards the bed. I am hating myself for getting out of bed. I really do.
'Why did you have to be a woman with values? Just why!!!??' There was nothing wrong with sleeping one night on the floor, but no, the lady inside was so against the idea of it, and now it's me who is struggling with doing the task! Not her!
'You know it was not right!' Yeah, right, he did not come to rescue me; what about that? Huh? Why do I have to be the one to help him?
I asked the question, but there was no answer from the other side. That's what I thought, too.
"You'll answer me for this tomorrow!" I spoke, pushing Ethan onto the bed, but with my trembling self, I felt getting dragged onto the bed with him.
"Ouch," I hissed at the pain, after getting pulled over Ethan, and glanced at him to see if he was doing it deliberately.