Saint Act With Emily Salvador

Elena

Heaving and fluttering my eyelashes, surfacing out if slumber. My eyelids grossed with heaviness and my actions were sluggish.

Strangely my body felt heavy, like a rock was being weighted against me. The brightness of the light merged with my pupils which were trying to adjust to the light.

“Good timing, sleeping beauty is finally up.” The husky voice which wasn’t wrapped with one bit of decency reached my hearing and my eyes contracted, feeding my gazing hues to him. His dark orbs shinny brightly at me and my throat fought hard not to swallow down.

Diego sat on the bed, especially the side which I laid. His hands moved under the thickness of the blanket, and his hand came into contact with my foot which were practically cold.

A hush breathing escaped from my lips, my eyes dependently glued on his eyes and I cracked up a small light expression on my face and my voice sang out.

Dry and lack of energy. “Where are we?” my hues pushed away from him, venturing into the place which wa