Chapter 23 Grasping straws

• I could feel him beside me, last night was a bit of a blur but it was coming back to me. My brothers, my honey bun bun then the argument.
• "Hey..." I greeted him when he shifted in his sleep. The handsome man was sleeping in the chair looking uncomfortable as hell with his right arm braced with the sling. I didn't expect to see him after last night, but he stayed, he must've snuck in after my brothers go back home.
• "Good morning," he opened his eyes, put his glasses back on, and kissed my forehead gently like I was made of glass.