Declaration

I woke up in my house, I didn't know how I ended up here, or at what point I arrived. Only that Jared was lying on my bed next to me. It was strange to see him in my bed, but I remembered everything that happened a few hours ago, and I didn't have the courage to ask him.

I tried to get up, but my face hurt, I felt an impressive burning. I couldn't even talk or bat my eyelashes without screwing up my face.

I had an ointment on my cheek, maybe from an open wound. I tried to get up to go to the mirror. It was difficult, every step I took was eternal and complicated, as I had to move my face a little. From where I was, I could see my face.

It was a little red, and I had a scar on my face. I tried to move a little closer, but Jared stood up and stopped me.

"You don't need to go look at yourself, that was two hits he gave you. They were pretty hard, but it's already deflated, but you can't go out like that."

"I see, don't worry, I don't mind my physique."

Notice he was shirtless and had