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NICHOLAS

She made me cook food for her but look at her now. She's sleeping on the sofa. I stared at her for a moment before going near her. I don't feel comfortable with her position. I fixed the pillow and slowly moved her, making her lay on the sofa. I heard her small moan but didn't wake up.

She's always sleeping these days. Is she sick? Could she just feeling tired, or just lazy? But I saw her vomiting this morning. I wanted her to eat a proper breakfast why I decided to cook breakfast in their cottage this morning. My brother didn't complain. Jane was just silent. Like she always does.

I combed her hair. It's blocking my view from her beautiful face. I watched her face, so beautiful even on her sleep. Earlier, I also watched her sleep first. Didn't wake her up right away. I just miss her so much. But I can't do anything. I want to talk to her. About us, about what happened last time, about what I said last time. But it seems like she doesn't want to talk to me.

Trev even told me