It was the morning after. The Golden rays of sun poured through the windows. Illuminating the room partially. Judy rolled over and wrapped her arms around the body next to her. Taking a deep breath as she didn't really want to get out of bed. Her mijds wondered of last night. Not just the love shared. But of how she cried over Evelynn. It's normal to mourn lost. That will never shake the feeling that Judy could've done something. So she tried to distract herself by listening to their breathing