Annabel shivered as she laid there. It was morning already and the sun was out but she still felt the cold all around her.

She let the tears drop as she sobbed cursing her fate for torturing her that much.

She was weak and tired. She watched as he still laid in bed, turning at intervals enjoying his sleep.

How was she supposed to call him without being punished? Should she just kept it in and hope she gets well soon? Or should she ignore the after math and disturb his sleep?.

She thought, scared about what he might do to her again.

He can't do more than he already...