By Aria Glazki
Trying to sleep next to Nina was like being in a perpetual earthquake, but if the ceaseless movements helped her pain, Jared didn’t mind. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, her body would still, finally slipping into a restful sleep. Then Jared could relax, too.
Now, little tremors shot through her muscles. He stroked his fingers through her hair with the faintest pressure and glanced at the clock. 6:57. Three more minutes and her alarm would ring. She’d slip into the shower, and he’d shut his eyes for a bit.
After the first beep, Nina’s body stilled, and he felt her slowly blow her breath out. Not for the first time, he wished he could take her pain away, even if that meant feeling it for her.
She slid out of bed, shutting off the sound. Winces, neck rolls, and shoulder shrugs accompanied her stiff movement to the bathroom door. Routine.
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