On the bed, with a pillow covering her head, and face pressed against the soft foam, Belladonna laid rigid in motion.
Her hands spread across the foam, seemingly like someone who agreed to hug the world itself.
Beside her, Sebastian sat on a chair, his head facing her weak lazy body. He hadn't said a single word ever since she came back to the room, before dropping on the bed.
He could have started a conversation, but her emotions were too weak to agree with his mindset, so, he allowed silence to deafen the room.
"You know," He finally spoke up after five minutes of silence. "Ferguson missed you a lot."
"He does?" Belladonna asked without raising her head.
"Yes—"
"Wait!" She jumped upright, kneeling on the bed, before facing him, "HOW DO YOU KNOW FERGUSON? AREN'T YOU THE VAMPIRE PRINCE... OR WAIT..."
