The Resistance" Series - Book 1
In a future not too far away, Matteo Aspen is the leader of a group of friends who live together in an attempt to protect themselves from the world.
Outside, a new disease emerged. Nothing compared to other epidemic...
It was morning yet he was tired. He knew that not everything was going as usual, he wanted to wake up and kiss her but she had to wake up properly for that to happen, that probably wasn't the case.
In every hypothesis he could imagine, she was sick, he knew that. He couldn't ask her for affection that she couldn't deliver, respond to.
Still, he didn't want his girlfriend to feel pain and all of that suffering to become usual . That wasn't the idea he had, destiny had everything fot everything to go well for them, why couldn't he make the things work!?
And suddenly, beside him, she slowly opened her eyes. Increasingly, she found it more difficult to get out of bed. It wasn't the only thing she felt but when she tried to lift herself up in bed, she felt hyperbolically comfortable.
She didn't feel sick, she didn't feel like vomiting, she didn't feel anything...
For a moment she thought she was crazy, completely crazy. She was so bad the day before. . . It was impossible to have improved so suddenly. . .
She ignored her boyfriend, she had to stabilize her thoughts. For a moment, she noticed the headache that haunted her temples. She realized that the feeling better thing was probably just a mistake. She walked to the bathroom while Henry followed her . He cared about her too much to let her go alone. Something could happen in the way.
She grabbed the door, she needed to center her mind . Thinkin wasn't helping her , she wanted to clean up her mind . But before that, comforting and familiar fingers wrapped around her waist and Amelie turned to his chest. She didn't want to let their closeness disappear so soon, she liked that affection so much that she hadn't been able to receive it for a few days. It was then that her body regained its stability, in a way she hated to admit that her boyfriend missed her partially, not completely; She was a complete woman but without a doubt an unfulfilled soul. Like everyone else, they find comfort in trying to find something that fills their soul, even if it is not an easy mission. She needed a few more minutes to regain her balance.
- Are you going to vomit again? -The male voice had an extremely soft and sweet sound but it was enough for Amelie to feel a torturous shiver, it soothed her soul but hearing his voice was from moment to moment, unbearable.
-Speak quietly . My head hurts. - She whispered in a dry cut, which made Henry swallow hard. Worried, he hugged her and suddenly, she pulled away. Her head didn't have the necessary capacity at that moment to sustain that kind of thing.
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