*Omario POV*
Abi is exhausted and drifts off to sleep immediately after her bath. I would be exhausted too if I had to do all the chores she did today. One thing is clear, Titan was right that I need to get her out of here. I tried my best but I can’t protect her. There are just too many people to look out for now and I can’t be with her every minute of the day. I also can’t keep her in my chambers like a prisoner. There’s also the part of me that seems to have a brain of its own. Like how the f**k did I end up bathing her? What happened to the self control I prided myself of?
I watch her sleep, so thin, persecuted, yet so peaceful.
I am so glad that we have talked and the weird pain on my chest is gone. I, however can’t explain a lot of things anymore. I don’t even know what I know no
