Chapter 84

Perhaps due to the alcohol, Laurelle slept deeply that night. As she turned in her sleep, lost in some unknown dream, the man beside her pulled her head back and tucked it against his chest. Throughout the night, whenever Laurelle tried to move, Zachariah would kiss her cheek and pull her head back to rest against his chest. He made her listen to his strong heartbeat, pressing her warm body against his as if expressing his frustration. The next morning, Laurelle woke up with an incredibly stiff neck. The muscles in her neck and shoulders ached terribly with every movement. She sat up and spotted a glass of water on the nightstand, which she quickly drank. After finishing it, something felt off, and when she looked down, she noticed she was wearing only an oversized shirt that barely covered her thighs. As Laurelle realized it was Zachariah's pajama top, she could not help but wonder why she was wearing his shirt. It took her a second to piece things together, and she soon recall