You've Been a Bad Girl

Sera

I woke to my bedroom door opening. My body ached so severely I barely had the strength to turn my head to see who’d come in.

Tommaso gingerly stepped into the room with his hands tucked in the pockets of his trousers. “Morning.”

“What time is it?” My voice cracked and scratched at my throat. I needed water.

“Close to ten.” He leaned against the door to close it and settled his weight against it, watching me.

I ran my hand over my face and blinked several times. “How long have I been asleep?”

“Roughly a full day,” he said.

I’d been asleep for an entire day? I looked down at the covers, clutching them between my fingers as a sudden sharp realization rippled over my body.

“No one disturbed you,” he said, realizing my panic. His confirmation did little to calm my nerves. “But we are getting a little worried that you haven’t eaten anything… in several days.”

“I don’t even know what day it is,” I replied.

“It’s Monday morning,” he said after a moment.

“My classroom,” I said weakly to