Eighty Three

Dwane's pov

The light of dawn seeped into the room through the slightly drawn curtains, lightening up the previously dark room. The just risen sun shone softly, casting a rosy hue across the morning sky.

The first rays of sunlight seeped into the room and I squinted my eyes opened. Unable to adjust to the sudden brightness, I closed them back and took in a deep breath before opening them again.

I glanced around the room and took in a deep breath to wake myself. Just in time, the loud blaring of the alarm jolted me completely awake and I sat up with a start.

The moment I sat up, I grimaced in discomfort.

Fuck!

My whole body aches and it felt as if I had been ran over by a truck and maneuvered by a car.

I saw Melina sitting at the extreme of the bed starring into space. Thinking as usual, it breaks my heart to see her behaving so withdrawn from everything.

"Babe," I called out her name in worries and she turned her head trying to figure out where I was talking.

"Good morning love