"I don't need your reassurances, sweet girl. You fell from the bed writhing in pain." I force a small smile. "Can't fall off the floor." He continues, unamused. "You managed to crawl halfway across the carpet before I woke to take you into my arms. I—" He pauses, and the silence that follows feels thick and ominous. "I sleep too contently when you are in my bed. Too comfortable. I should have never let this happen."
