Arwen woke with a start, clicking noises disrupting her sleep. She forced her eyes open and stretched in the bed, trying to focus on what appeared to be a keyboard being tapped was coming from.
“Oh good, you’re awake.”
She turned her head towards the voice in her room and furrowed her brow in confusion.
“Addy, why are you still here?”
“Deidre was invited with Miley to go to Portia’s for dinner. It seems they want to discuss her date last night with a hockey player.” He didn’t even look up from where he typed on a laptop.
“It doesn’t explain why you are here.”
“She didn’t want to leave you alone in case you were still ill. She was genuinely concerned you hadn’t eaten.”
“What are you doing?” she lifted up on her elbows to look at him,happy her headache appeared to be gone.
“Working.
