He pushed the door open with his back before turning around to walk in with the tray. He noticed that she was still fast asleep. She looked so peaceful.

How could she still be asleep by now? Was she that tired?.

He thought and walked towards the center table, placing the tray on it.

Should he wake her? Or he should just let her wake anytime she pleases?.

He was confused. He knew deep down that he had been too harsh on her lately. Over the night he had tried to put a finger on what her offence really was and why she had deserved everything he did and he...