C H A P T E R 72 - Elijah.

“Come on. Let’s get you out of bed.”

I would be lying if I said that I knew what to say to her, or what to give her as an explanation for what was happening, but I didn’t think that it would matter in any case. It seemed like ninety percent of her was still asleep, which meant that I would need to try harder to get her to wake up. I did not want her condition to get worse, and if this was a small price that I had to pay to keep that from happening, then so be it. It was something that I was willing to do.

“Why?”

She turned onto her side stomach, essentially shielding herself from being bothered further. It was a smart move to make, and I couldn’t help but acknowledge the fact that this was a trained older sister. She knew what to do in order to preserve her peace and her sleep. I, on the other hand, did not know how to deal with stubborn teenagers who had no interest in waking up, even though it was for their own good.

“Because you stink.”

It seemed like this was the right respon