C164 It’s not like that

Marco was stroking his wife’s long hair as she leaned against his shoulder. “Is the book more interesting than looking at me?” Marco asked as Letta had been focused on her book all this time. They were both lying, leaning on the same hospital bed. Letta finally looked up and gazed at Marco, who still had bandages on his head.

“I’ve been looking at you since morning, and I need a different view