Chapter 120. Luna

It hurts. It hurts so much that it feels as if I've been ripped into two.

I bit my lower lip to suppress the painful groan that threatened to emit.

I fluttered my eyelashes and opened my eyes to find myself in Wyatt's teenage room.

The door and the window were shut, and the only source of light was the dimmed accent night lamp next to the bedside.

My arms, legs, and whole body feel so soft and sore as if I've done a hectic exercise.

Indeed, being eaten by Wyatt was very hectic. The thought of what happened the night before made my face burn.

Even Maia had fallen into a deep sleep because of the exercise we had done all night.

I observed myself and noticed that I'd been cleaned by Wyatt, and I currently wear a short-sleeve white shirt from Wyatt that fell onto my knees.

I tried to sit up, only to fall back on the bed while breaking into a sweat!

Wyatt was too much! How can he go crazy like last night?