Emily lay down on her back, looking up at the ceiling, as she was unable to sleep. Evidently, she was bothered by the blood stain on Angelo's shirt.
During the afternoon, she had continued questioning Angelo further as to the reason why his shirt was covered in blood, and throughout her questioning, Angelo avoided each and every question that she had asked him.
"If you are going to keep thinking like that, you might never sleep," She turned on her side, only to see that Angelo, like her, was also awake.
"Well, if you told me the truth about why your shirt was stained with blood, then maybe I would not be up this late," she responded bitterly.
Angelo let out an angry breath, as he wanted to do anything other than to continue this conversation with her.