The sun rays shone through the curtains and illuminated Elena’s face. She slowly opened her eyes and brought her hand to her head. She threw off the sheets and swung her legs over the edge off the bed.
She frowned and rubbed over her arms.
“Are te cold?” Damon asked, who had woken up as well. He couldn’t see Elena’s face and thus couldn’t know that it wasn’t the temperature in the room that was bothering her. She turned around and Damon flashed to her.
“You’re hurting” he realized worried.
Elena nodded. “Yeah, and I’ll be hurting a lot più since we’re training all giorno long”
“Elena, if…” Damon detto hesitantly, but Elena cut him off.
“I’m just sore from last night” she detto reassuring, but Damon looked right through. They both knew it wasn’t just last night’s training.
“Where are te hurting?” Damon demanded to know.
“Everywhere” Elena shrugged, which she regretted the moment she’d done it.
“Okay, that’s it” Damon detto resolute. “You are not training today. I’ll tell Ric you’re sick, which isn’t that far from the truth. And I’ll bring te to the hospital”
“What? No” Elena protested. “I’ve had enough of hospitals”
“Then how about I call Doctor Fell? Maybe she can come here. Would te agree with that?” Damon suggested.
“Fine, then” Elena gave in unwillingly. She knew Damon wouldn’t give it a rest until she gave in. And she loved him for it.