Sorry

ERIKA

If he wanted to sleep in her bed, he'd have just stayed but he was the one who got up to leave first without her asking. What else could that mean? Erika immediately gaslighted herself into regretting saying that. And before she could try to switch it around, his eyes lit up.

"Yes, of course," he said like that was the easiest decision of his life. It took Erika aback.

"You will?"

"Yes. I didn't think you'd want me staying here," he came back on the bed to fill the spot that felt extra empty after he left.

"Of course I would," Erika said, smiling with the familiar warmth. And that's how he climbed into bed with her and slowly laid down beside her. They faced each other, laying side by side as they looked into each other's eyes silently. The unsaid was a lot in the room, more than she could let out on. It felt like crumbling and being fixed in the same moment but at least having someone to go through that with. His soft eyes were comfort enough.

"Come here, you must be tired," he