Chapter 54


    Luca’s POV


    I rolled unto my back, feelingpletely drenched like I had stood under a cascading water with my


    clothes on, therefore drenching my body in the warm water that would feel cold against the body after a


    few seconds. My neck felt cramped up like I had slept in a wrong position and a part of it has ended up


    getting numb. I groaned a little as I finally forced my eyes open, my filled up dder waking me from


    the deep sleep I had fallen into immediately after eating, making use of some drugs and taking a warm


    shower.


    I slowly sat on the bed, moaning loudly in pain in my muscles although not hurting the way it had hurt


    few times, trying to chase thest bits of sleep clinging unto my eyelids.


    The first thing I did after kicking the nket which was starting to feel ufortable against my body


    was to pull off my hoodie which was drenched in sweat. I tossed it on the floor beside my bed and


    puffed out a deep breath, my chest glistening due to the amount of sweat rolling off my shoulders. I


    was feeling cold anymore, thankfully – which was probably why I had started to sweat heavily in my


    sleep.


    I shifted towards the edge of the bed and ced my feet on the floor, getting prepared to get up the


    bed and head over to the bathroom where I’d offload my filled up dder and wash my face with cold


    water. I ced my hand against my forehead at thest moment before I got up from the bed, checking


    to see if I was still burning up. I wasn’t burning up seriously anymore, thankfully. But I was still a little bit


    feverish and my head— although not pounding painfully and throbbing in a way that almost felt worse


    than death, it was still pounding a little, nevertheless.


    I pushed myself off the bed and slowly made my way towards the bathroom, the dim lights which


    wasn’t as bright as the way it wasst night, it was was really dim this early morning, not like I couldn’t


    see clearly as I headed towards the bathroom door and that was all that mattered.


    I got into the bathroom and closed the door quietly behind me before making my way into the restroom


    and emptying my dder. I was still feeling weak, so I had to lean against the wall of the rest room as I


    cleaned myself up and tucked myself back into my loose sweatpants, without any underwear, because


    I was toozy to rummage through my underwear, and I was way more used to goingmando while


    sleeping.


    I stepped out of the restroom after flushing the toilet clean, back into the spaciou insides of the


    bathroom. I stood against the wash hand base and grimaced at the reflection staring back at me from


    the mirror. My hair was hanging out on all corners and my eyes were a little bit swollen with the inside


    slightly red. Eyebags stared back at me from the mirror and I hugged out a small breath as I leaned


    forward and ced my right palm against the mirror to steady myself when it felt like I was about to


    lose my footing, a few seconds ago.


    My chest and shoulders were gleaming in the bright lights of the bathroom and I stared at my broad


    chest and the way sweat glistened off it. It made me grimace a little once again. I was already starting


    to feel sticky as hell. Your own sweat drying off on your skin can be disgusting if you imagine it up.


    I leaned forward and turned the tap on the wash hand machine for me before opening my hand as the


    cold wash of water rushed and sshy towards a lot of corners in the bathroom. I lifted my right hand


    which was currently cupping water carefully and sshed it against my face, allowing it to purposely


    dripp towards my neck to slide down over my chest and abs.


    I repeated the motion until I was satisfied with how my face was feeling less sticky after the whole


    sshing of water. I also loved the way I allowed lots of water to ssh and slide down my chest, over


    my slightly feverish body until I was done and turned off the war on.


    I toweled my face dry and moped the towel against my chest and stomach a little before discarding the


    towel back on the bathroom counter and making my way back into the sitting room. My eyesnded on


    a sleeping Sofia as I made my way back into the room and closed the bathroom door quietly behind


    me, my eyes performing a quick survey of the whole bed room before my eyesnded on the bed and


    crept towards her side of the bed to find her curled and buttoned up beside my side of the bed.


    I sank into the bed slowly, groaning a little as I bent my neck from side to side to get the ufortable


    cramping feeling away from each side of my throat too. I leaned forward and picked up my phone from


    the bedside table to check the time. It was currently some minutes after three a.m in the morning,


    reminding myself that I still needed as much sleep as possible in order to help me get healed way


    faster.


    I leaned forward the way I had done before when retrieving the phone, a few minutes ago— and ced


    the phone back on the bed side table where it had been on before I had fallen asleep. I kicked the


    nkets further down the bed before proceeding to lie down on the bed without a shirt and without the


    nkets around me.


    I turned around on my stomach and ced my hands beneath me, on the pillow as I stared at a


    sleeping Sofia. She had her hands tucked beneath her cheeks as she slept, her lips parting a little as


    tiny puffs of breaths slipped through, her lips still managing to curve a little into a pouty shape though


    she was fast asleep. She was facing my side of the bed but was still far away from me, almost at the


    edge of the bed where she had fallen off and sustained an arm injury.


    I stared down at her body and felt my throat dry up immediately on seeing what she had on. It wasn’t


    was still very much visible to my eyes and I drank the sight up with my eyes.


    When I had kicked down the nketspletely after exiting the bathroom anding back into the


    sitting room, I had unknowingly kicked down the nkets off her body as well— and now, her small


    shoulders which tiny sleeves cling unto called unto me tauntingly, showing me what I could see but


    couldn’t touch, waving it into my face unashamedly. I breathed out a deep breath and sat up on the bed


    before reaching down and pulling up the nkets which I had kicked down moments ago. I drew the


    nkets back over Sofia’s body, watching as she moved a little and let out a tiny, unintelligible sound


    before burrowing more into the pillow her cheek was currently pressed into, rxing visible once the


    nkets was around her neck once again.


    I turned around on the bed and faced my side of the bed, another deep, long sigh escaping my lips as I


    I didn’t know when exactly sleep managed to pull me under, but it didn’t feel like it had taken me really


    long after that… because one moment I was thinking about how my head hurts, and the rest, I couldn’t


    remember a thing.


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    I rolled onto my stomach and buried my head into my pillows, not wanting to blink my eyes open after


    wasn’t the one responsible for my jolting awake, my body had just choose that particr moment to


    I wiggled in bed and turned my head around,ying my other cheek against the soft sheets against the


    pillow. I breathed in the familiar scent of tbd bedsheet, the event going into my lungs and filling my


    whole insides up immediately. I felt a little bit drunk which sounded really absurd to my own ears —


    because for one, I didn’t have any alcohol yesterday, and most definitely didn’t get anything into my


    stomach apart from the food Sarah had fetched me in my roomst night. I also don’t remember the


    I have had a little too many to drink, if not– I wouldn’t get close to feeling tipsy.


    I wasn’t an alcoholic.


    Ok, I used to drink a lot in myte teenage and early twenties years. That was how my alcohol


    tolerance increased and got really strong along the years.


    But I wasn’t an alcoholic anymore, I had taken care of that addiction in myte twenties and had ended


    up oveing it, thankfully.


    I slowly rolled unto my back, feeling my head throbbing lowly behind the back of my head as I carefully


    sat up on the bed and blinked my eyes open. I blinked a couple of times for my eyes to adjust to the


    brightness in the room, thankful that the curtains wasn’t open at the moment. God knows I might have


    dropped dead because of the harshness of the morning sun shining directly into my face and eyes.


    I nced sideways on the bed and noted that Sofia wasn’t in bed anymore, before rubbing my eyes


    with my palms a few times to chase the remaining sleep away from my eyes, and the famous stickiness


    that stick to a person’s eyes each damn day.


    I reached for my phone on the bedside table and picked it up before holding it before me until it


    automatically unlocked almost immediately. I nced at the time and parted my mouth a little– without


    realizing it. It was currently past one p.m in the afternoon and I was just getting out of bed.


    To think I was thinking about hating the early morning sun and expressing my gratitude for the curtains


    being drawn close when it wasn’t even morning anymore but was way past that already.


    I ced my phone on the bed and ran my fingers through my hair, noting how the feverish feeling had


    almost gone downpletely except for the small warm feeling I still felt the moment I ced my hand


    against my forehead. I stretched my right hands forward to check if it was still going to hurt and winced


    when a small pain tugged at one of the muscles tugging at the insides of that particr limb which I


    had raised up into the air in experiments.


    It wasn’t hurting as much as it had yesterday, especiallyst night, but it was still hurting nevertheless.


    Fever or not, it still felt like I was going to end up getting a body massage to get this damn soreness out


    of my muscles once and for all.


    I pushed out of the bed and stretched my hands out, the muscles at my shoulders protesting painfully


    and cracking loudly like they had been cramped up really badly for a long while. I did a few more


    stretchings of my hands before finally making my way into the bathroom to empty my dder and clean


    my teeth.


    I was d I wasn’t feeling as sick as I had thought I was still going to be feeling this morning, after


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    making use of the drugs and it took a little longer than expected to kick in, yesterday.


    I had things to do and thankfully, I was feeling stronger this morning— afternoon and was sure I would


    be able to pull off leaving the house and getting those things done without straining myself too hard.


    Like, I had to go see my cousin today. I also had to meet up with my right hand man, James. To tell him


    about all that had happened with Aria, because he was going to go take care of Ivan and his brother on


    my behalf.