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I can't sleep

Chapter 133

RICHARD’S POV

I opened the door to see a frightened Heather standing by. Her messy hair and teary almost swollen eyes showed she had been crying, and it made my brows pull in sharply, wondering why. Wasn’t she sleeping like a few minutes ago?

She fixed her nightgown on her body, crossing her arms weakly over her stomach, while her other hand softly touched her exposed collarbone. as though she was feeling an invisible necklace there.

“I can’t sleep, Richard. Please help me…” she muttered with a trembling voice.

A tumble of confused thoughts and feelings assailed me as I stared at her intently, eager to know what the problem was.

“Why?...” I asked, confused yet empathetic. “What happened? Don’t you like the room? Isn’t the bed comfortable enough for you…do you need more pillows or mattresses?”

Her head was bowed low as she sobbed gently. Swallowing the sob that rose in her throat, she looked up at me and shook her head in agony, her lips quivering. She was so shaken an
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