When I finally opened my eyes the next morning, the sun was already high in the sky, and my body felt like it had been through a meat grinder. Every muscle, from my neck to my calves, hummed with a deep, throbbing ache.
"Ugh..." Even my throat hurt.
It was as if they made it their mission to make sure every part of me was sore and ached.
I grunted and tried to sit up, but a sharp tug in my lower back made me collapse back into the furs with a pained groan.
Beside me, the three culprits were sprawled out with annoying afterglow expressions plastered on their faces. They looked satisfied, too satisfied, while I was aching from every muscle.
'Look at them. Not a care in the world.' I felt so pissed that the muscles on my forehead contorted in fury. 'Look at that soft smug on their faces. They must feel so good after dismantling me piece by piece.'
I imagined myself giving each of their smug faces a bitter taste of my elbow but I couldn't possibly bear to ruin their handsome faces.
