The night was over, the sun peeked out again. I heard the crows of chickens and saw the bright outside. I opened my eyes as someone pulled back the curtain, and it hit my eyes and face. My spirit woke up.

My eyes are still a little sore from crying, so I haven't awakened yet. I find it difficult to recall the last occurrence, as long as I just know we did something I shouldn't have enjoyed. When I adjusted my eyes, I blinked and thoroughly opened them.

I sat up and leaned against the headboard of the bed. Andrius was clutching his waist as he stared at me. I...