Sharing a Bed
I honestly meant it as a joke, but the sorrowful look that entered the depth of his blue eyes and his face told me that he didn't find my joke at all entertaining. Suddenly, the atmosphere around us felt awkwardly tense. Just as I wondered what I could say to ease the tension between us that I had unintentionally caused, Bradon spoke up.
"I'm sorry, Dahlia," he said as he pressed my hand against his forehead. I could hear and feel his regret, and I truly believe that he genuinely regretted his actions and that affected my heart.
For a moment, I was stunned into silence as all I could do was stare at him as my body froze in place.
"No, I didn't mean for it to come out that way. I'm not really blaming you," I said before trailing off.
"It's fine. It is my fault," he said. I wasn't sure at that point if my words bothered him more or if his reaction bothered me more.
"You should try your best to fall asleep," he advised after a moment of silence.