She gently pushes open the bedroom door, her silhouette momentarily framed by the light from the hallway. She steps in, her heels clicking softly on the hardwood floor, and closes the door behind her with a quiet click. She moves with grace, her every step deliberate, as she approaches the bedside, placing a tray of painkillers and water on the nightstand

“You know, if you wanted my undivided attention, a bouquet of flowers would have sufficed. no need of getting shot”

she joked gently swatting your side as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear