IT was blurry at first when Natasha opened her eyes. After blinking a few times, the plain white walls became a clearer view. The sunlight passed through the side of the curtain from the window.
A smile formed on her lips when she found Braille beside her bed. Her head was laid close to her hand that was attached to the dextrose.
She stroked the top of her head with her free hand.
Her smile widened when the alpha lifted her head.
“Good morning.” She greeted.
“G-good morning.” The un-smiling alpha greets back.
Braille grabbed for her hand that was free from the dextrose. She pressed it in her face after kissing her palm. Braille has her eyes close.
“Rough night?” Natasha asked when she noticed the darker bug under her eyes. Her girlfriend seems exhausted.
“Yes. Are you hungry
