While he remained dazed, Sabrina curled up in bed again and went back to sleep.

Sebastian asked, “What’s wrong? You’re not feeling well?”

With her back facing him, she raised her arm that was bruised with purple hickeys and hit his chest. He caught her arm in his and stopped her. Her skin was so soft and smooth, he felt like she would bruise it if he pressed any harder. He scooped her out of bed, forcing her to face him and asked her seriously. “Are you sick?”

Sabrina shook her head, blushing