Call Yourself God?

Lila

Neither of them wanted to sleep, though she knew Dane was right, that they needed it. Whatever his father had planned for the next day, it wouldn't help being exhausted as well as in pain. And she was in a lot of pain, though she felt like she hid it pretty well from Dane. The fact that there was nothing to do except cuddle in bed together helped. 

She wasn't sure what had happened when he'd gripped her ribs, but the already strong pain had become intense, and it was growing worse the longer she sat. Her breathing remained shallow and light because the deeper she breathed, the more it hurt. 

"We really need to rest," Dane said at some point in the middle of the night. "Even if we can't sleep, let's lay down and… just try."