"I had Mrs. Wilson make you some light food. She said you've been sleeping all day, and it's not good for you. How about I take you out for a walk nearby?"
"I don't feel like moving."
She had no energy left at all.
Lucas's fingers curled, gently brushing her nose.
He had things he wanted to ask her, but now she looked like a sick little kitten, and any frustration he had just melted away.
Lucas pulled her out of the blankets, but Sophia naturally flopped back down.
Lucas hadn't even left yet, and when he turned around, he saw she had collapsed again.
He pulled her back up, but…
Sophia playfully flopped back down again.
"If you don't get up, I won't mind letting you stay in bed for another two days."
She stared at him in disbelief, "Lucas, are you a freak?"
"I wouldn't mind showing you just how much of a freak I can be."
Sophia's sense of injustice grew, and she spread her arms out, "Go ahead, if you can make me move, I'll admit I lost!"
