Adara woke up as the sun crept into the room through the large windows on either side of the bed. For a moment she’d forgotten where she was. She sat upright in the bed and saw an IV bag connected to her arm.
She wasn’t in much pain and she felt relatively good. The bed was large and perfect, not too soft and not too hard. Something shifted on the floor, and she peeked over the edge of the bed. She almost gasped out loud at what she saw.
Sleeping on the floor, with no pillow or blanket, was Kiran. The memories of yesterday came spilling back. The last thing she could remember was falling into Kiran’s arms. She was dressed in a clean night gown, and she didn’t feel grubby or dirty. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and tried to stand up.
Kiran opened his eyes and she sat down
