The door slide opened and I raised my head from Arla's shoulder to see who it was. Beta Ryan's head popped in, an apologetic smile on his face, " I'm sorry to disturb your moment but I brought food". He raised the bag in his hands.
Arla looked at me, to ask if it was ok ; I nodded.
Soon, the food was set on a mini table and Ryan sat on the opposite side of the bed. He looked a bit uncomfortable as his eyes moved from my neck to my face " Does it still hurts?".
" A bit". I managed to smile, raising the spoon filled with porridge into my mouth.
"You know..." He scratched his neck awkwardly before continuing " Kaelith is really sorry".
I scoffed at that , my mood dampening more than it already was. I don't want to talk about him, I don't want to even think about him. Thinking about him hurts my brain and my heart and that's not really what I need right now.
" I swear he is. He has been beating himself about it since yesterday night ".
