#Chapter 48 Bedrest

Sunlight streamed through the gauzy curtains, warming my face. I blinked groggily, stretching my arms above my head as consciousness slowly returned. I’d told Elroy I needed a nap, and clearly I was right about that given how much better I felt already. I let myself come to slowly, then turned to look at the bedside clock to see how long I’d slept. That's when I noticed him. Elroy sat in the plush armchair by the window, his brow furrowed in concentration as he pored over a stack of papers. The sight of him there, so casual yet out of place, startled me fully awake. "What are you doing here?" I blurted, pulling the silky sheets up to my chin. Elroy's head snapped up, a smile spreading across his face. "Maybe because it’s my room, sleeping beauty,” he responded. I flushed. “I know that,” I groused, trying to hide my embarrassment, “I meant why are you doing your work in here when you have a perfectly good office?” He set the papers aside, leaning forward. "Because, aside