by Guest » Sun Aug 14, 2011 1:39 pm
Bella frowned. She turned to Alex with a disappointed shrug and pulled him back into the bunk, curling up next to him, wary of his casted arm. She brushed the bangs out of his eyes with her hands and felt her chest hurting. Developed girls shouldn’t sleep on their stomachs, nor should small infants, she thought angrily, trying to readjust to feel more comfortable and less in pain.