πŸ”¬ Love
You love me?” My brain was mush and I wasn’t sure if it was from his words or the pain pill. Yes, I love you.” His eyes bored into mine.β€œI love you.” I traced his cheek with my fingers. β€œCan you tell me again when I’m not on pain medicine?” β€œI’ll tell you every day.” β€œMaybe twice a day?” I felt my eyelids growing heavy.β€œA hundred times a day.