Bernard groans feeling his head pound as he wakes up.
“What happened?”
“You fell.” He hears Sophia’s angry voice.
He’s grown used to her short, sharp answers and tries to get up, but feels dizzy. When he tries to stand up, he sways from side to side and feels her small hands quickly steady him.
“Hang on!” She scowls at him as the chains around her wrists rustle.
“Here, sit down. You took a hard knock to your head.” He feels something sticky on his forehead, and when he looks at his hand, he realizes that it's blood.
“Let go of me!” He pushes her away.
“You did this to me!”
“Excuse me? Your drunk ass did this to you!” She huffs and steps back before returning to her corner of the house.
He knows that he is probably being unfair, but his head hurts like hell, and finding that he in
