Bad Sleeper

Regan took the glass from her and drank the ginger tea up. Just as Hazel was about to bring the glass back to the kitchen, Regan said, "Put it there. Sleep." Hazel stiffened for a while. Then, she did as she was told. She put the glass on the table and lay on the bed in her pajamas. Hazel's heart beat very fast like a rabbit hopping inside her chest. In the past, Regan would always hold her in his arms and fall asleep. But now, Hazel did not dare to approach Regan because she was worried that Regan would despise her. Although Hazel was on pins and needles, she could feel the deep sense of security because Regan was beside her. It was this sense of security that wrapped around her heart so comfortably that she fell asleep in an instant. On the other hand, Regan opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping Hazel beside him. She was on the edge of the bed, keeping a distance from him. It was this close for her to fall off the bed. Why did she hug her so tightly and quick just now? She even