Dahlia
I try to swallow the massive lump that's blocking my airway as I walked into our bedroom. This was the first time we were going to sleep together after the accident and everything that happened after that. I seriously hope he does flip when he gets to know that we have been sharing the bed.
Sharing the bed? No, I wouldn't call it that. We have been breaking the bed every night so far.
Now that he doesn’t remember how our relationship has taken a turn over the past few months, I don’t want to think how awkward it's going to be between us to sleep on the same bed.
I noticed how his face hardened and he pursed his lips together into a thin line when he saw me standing in the middle of the bedroom. His eyebrows lifted briefly when I moved towards the bed. “Do you sleep here?”
