The bell rang and Angela stirred awake. She tried to move but a sharp pain burned in her neck, forcing her hand up to squeeze the sore spot. It was the way she had slept, curled up awkwardly against the bed.
She was still on the floor, her arm resting against the mattress for support. When her eyes drifted to the couch, her chest tightened. No one was there. The boys had left. It couldn't have been long ago because she had barely slept. She remembered dozing off only around three in the morning.
Angela pushed herself up slowly. Every bone in her body ached from the weight of yesterday. She hadn't believed she would even find the strength to stand after everything that happened, but somehow she did.
Her gaze fell to the bed and her heart sank. Kaito was still unconscious. She had hoped, prayed even, that he would be awake by morning. The boys had promised he would be fine, but here he was, still lost in sleep.
