NATALIA
Jorge stayed with me the whole time I was resting. I couldn't sleep, but I pretended that I was sound asleep. Unlike Jorge, who really fell asleep with his arm wrapped around me and his head snuggled on my shoulder. Cuddling him used to feel good, it gives me the best comfort whenever I'm feeling down, but now, his cuddle is the one making me feel down.
As I tried to wake him up, I moved a bit; then, my eyes landed on the clock hanging by the wall. It's only 11 in the morning, but it felt like I've been lying down here for almost half of the day.
"Didn't expect that I would fall asleep. How do you feel, honey?" He asked lazily, with sleepy eyes.
"I feel much better now. Still feeling a bit weak, though." I replied.
"You need to eat. We weren't able to eat o
