Eric's pov.

It was a rare day when Carina didn't get up in a panic. I could feel she was awake, but she sat up and then lay back down next to me. I rolled over and held her in my arms, "Not busy today?"

"Hm, I'm waiting for someone to give me an explanation."

I then remembered that I hadn't found an excuse for the mess last night, and got a little weak: "...my head hurts, did something happen last night?"

"...."

I am not blind, as soon as I looked down I could see the red marks starring on Carina's body, which were all left by me trying...