Wynta
She felt the bed dip to her left sometime later still lost in her own thoughts, and although she’d not heard anyone come into the apartment or even into her bedroom, she knew someone was sitting next to her, and then before she could ask who it was, she heard Jared’s voice, soft and gentle, “Wynta, are you awake?”
“Mm,” she answered, she was, but sleep was still upon her, and she knew it. She didn’t know how long she’d been lying there, or if she’d actually drifted off to sleep once more at any point, it was entirely possible.
“Are you feeling any better?” he asked.
She thought about that for a long, quiet moment. “Yeah.” she murmured as she realized that her head wasn’t feeling so bad anymore, she just felt a mild, throbbing, not unrelenting pain that had been trying to split he
