Dylan
I stretched as I woke up. It only took me a moment to realize that Meg was not beside me. “Meg?” I called out. I heard a groan from the bathroom and rushed in there. Meg was lying on the bathroom floor, cheek pressed to the tile. I kneeled beside her and brushed the hair from her face.
“You okay baby?” I was answered by her sitting up and bending over the toilet. I pulled the hair from her face and rubbed small circles on her back. When she looked back at me she had tears in her eyes.
“I’m sorry.” Meg whimpered.
“Shh baby. You have nothing to apologize for.” I cooed. “I am the one who should be sorry. I knew better, but I just didn’t think about it.”
I helped her stand up and she went to the sink and brushed her teeth. “Do you want a shower, Meg?” She nodded and I turned the w
