Daylight streamed through the window curtains.
Daniel slowly picked up his head an inch of the pillow. He checks his surrounding, half aware.
Feeling uncertain, Daniel aloud his head to fall back against the comfort of his single pillow.
Though he looked well rested, Daniel felt confusion, restlessness and a wave of tiredness.
Last night was not what he expected: Lucinda had figured it out and she's still here. He had never thought that one glance at his book would change everything. Now she knew everything about them, about him. Again, he did not know whether this should bring comfort or pain to his heart.
His fingers ran through his tousled hair in frustration, making them stick up at the ends.
Exhausted and bewildered, Daniel couldn't keep in order his thoughts, as they knocked around in his head.
Images of delightful kisses they shared in the lake came to view followed by memories of the shocking truth that had finally exposed itself: Daniel was an angel.
He wondered what she was thinking. He wondered if she was feeling very sick and baffled as he was. He wondered whether Luce was scared, just like him. He wanted to see her.
He lay still in his bed for some while, submerging himself in warmth of his memory. All those recollection of the exceptional kisses he shared with her just yesterday, the heart warming thoughts of her body held softly against his chest, all those memories swam calmly in his head. They relaxed him for a while.
Last night, after the conversation they stumbled upon which always made itself present in almost every life of hers, but, however, was never finished because she was long gone then. He kissed her ever so lightly, the slightest conscious part of his brain was aware of the shadows and the tragedy waiting to crush them with pain. He engulfed in their addictive kisses that left, always left him light headed and dizzy.
The moment the blissful kiss finished, Daniel dismissed Gabbe and Arriane, who were patiently waiting outside Luce's door, and then he held her while they crawled under the covers and watched her sleep peacefully before quietly slipping out to his room.
While he slept, he dreamed of many shadows, swarming above his head. Hollow whooshing sounds and eerie whispers echoed in his dream. A mixture of black and sickening greys intertwined in a dance, so ugly it would take one so much guts to watch it. They crashed and bashed into each other. They whirled and twirled. All that was present in Daniel's dream were shadows.
He recalled the dream. Wincing as he held the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb. Breathing in deep gush of air then exhaling slowly.
A quite knock jolted him up from the bed. He pulled on a shirt before he opened the door a crack.
"Daniel, are you felling quite all right?" Miss Sophia stood with her hands at her side. He face held concern.
He looked at her and shook his head.
She pursed her lips, thinking. "Well you're not looking that well, I guess you could take the day off however Daniel I expect you to pop into class if you are feeling better."
Daniel nodded again. Miss Sophia turned on her heel and walked away. He closed the door then leaned against it.
It was true that he wasn't feeling well.
The only way Daniel could fell better was if he had Luce in his arms.
Sighing, Daniel climbed back into bed.