KRISTINE’S POV********************The next day, I woke up with irritation and throbbing pain in my body. The recovery was slow but Zayne’s presence, his support, had been a strong pillar that kept me from scattering.Sunlight penetrated through the curtains along with the aroma of breakfast filling my nostrils. Stretching my hands out, I blinked a few times and saw Zayne in his immaculate form.“Morning. I made breakfast for you.”“Where were you? I woke up and called for you, but you weren’t in the room…” I whined, pressing my head on the pillow with a pout.He smiled, sitting beside me before scooping me in his muscular arms, kissing my shoulder affectionately, dispelling my complaint in one beautiful action.“I was in my home office, I couldn’t sleep. Sorry about that, Sweetheart. Why didn’t you call me on the phone?”“.... I fell asleep right after. I thought you were in the bathroom.” I hummed, opening my eyes slightly, submerging in my only source of comfort.“Sorry, Baby,”“I
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