"We met for a reason, either you're a blessing or a lesson."
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Heaven tried to rest after Zamiel left her, but she was tense and kept turning back and forth in bed. She threw the blankets off of her body and hoped to relax and fall asleep. But as soon as she closed her eyes, she remembered Zamiel's body against hers, his lips on her neck, his fangs in her flesh, and she was restless and hot all over again.
Shutting her eyes tightly with a groan, she tried to push those images to the back of her mind, but to no avail. It was impossible to make her brain forget when her body remembered every touch and every kiss so clearly.
After a lot of groans and rolling in bed, there was a knock on the door. Her mother peeked inside and walked in when she found her awake.
"You haven't slept yet." Her mother pointed.
Heaven sat up, completely fl.u.s.tered and frustrated. Her mother held a tray with a lid in her hands. She went and placed it on the table in the middle of the room before looking at her.
"I brought you some food in case you are hungry." She said. Then she tilted her head, and a frown settled between her brows. "Is something bothering you?"
Heaven shook her head. "No, mother. It is just taking time to sleep." She said.
Her mother came and sat next to her. She removed a few strands of her hair from her face and smiled gently while cupping her cheek. "Don't think too much. Everything is going to be alright. You just make sure to rest and eat well. You can't fight if your body is weak."
Heaven nodded. "I will."
"Alright then, I'll leave you alone." She rubbed her shoulder before standing up and leaving.
Falling back on bed, Heaven decided to try to sleep again since she had no appetite. Curling in bed, she shut her eyes.
Don't think. Don't think. She chanted. And then she cursed when she failed. It was his scent. It still lingered in her room, reminding her of the things she wanted to forget.
Getting out of bed, she decided to eat. What better way to distract herself than with food. She sat at the tabled and removed the lid from the tray. Rise, chicken, and vegetables were served on a plate. There was soup in a bowl and then bread at the side. Heaven picked up her spoon and tasted the soup. God, she was full after all the food she stuffed into her belly at Zamiel's house. She didn't feel like eating. The butterflies swirling in her stomach didn't make it easier either.
She forced herself to eat a little, hoping it would distract her, but it was pointless so she went back to bed. After a lot of struggle to sleep, she heard a loud thunder outside followed by rain that poured down heavily.
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