Debora-Soares

                Stupid                Piers Nivans x Reader                Chapter 3        Two days later…        Early in the morning, I rose from the bed, still feeling the gnawing pain ripping my sore muscles. I tried to stretch my arms a little, though each movement I made was to contribute more to the physical agony, and I draped my legs over the side of the bed, flinching a little at the feeling of the cold floor beneath my feet. I started massaging the agonized areas in my body were my cold hands could reach. I grunted at first as I pressed gently on my bruised skin, but couldn’t help the long sigh after feeling my