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Comfort surrounded me. I didn't know what it was, or where I was. I didn't know I was in his arms. All I knew was that I was somehow safer than I'd ever been.
I softly sniffed, as the tears that left my eyes eventually brought me back to reality. Realisation dawned on me, and the feeling of his arms around me, the coolness of his fingers that played with my hair became too real. I sucked in a small breath, slowly pulling away to look up at him. His eyes were almost black, and even as a spark of fear ignited within my heart, I didn't back away from him.
"I'm sorry," I whispered, glancing at my hands that held onto his bathrobe. I let go, blinking a couple of times. He didn't step away.
"What happened?" he asked softly, letting his hand drop from my hair to my waist.
I tensed up,
