But after all that commotion earlier, she felt completely exhausted, barely having the strength to open her eyes.
The man seemed to stand by the bed for a moment, then his footsteps receded. Tracy half-opened her eyes and saw him returning to sleep on the sofa, her delicate brows furrowing.
After hesitating for a while, she still spoke up, "You should take a blanket from the bed, to avoid catching a cold..."
Lorraine Hanson didn't move, maintaining a side-lying position as if he were asleep, with no reaction for a long time.
Tracy thought about getting up but was too lazy to move. At the same time, she felt she might be caring too much about him. Realizing this, her small face scrunched up, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly closed her eyes, forcing herself to sleep.
