Moana
That night, Edrick asked me to sleep with him. I didn’t know exactly what changed, and why he didn’t seem to want me to leave his side, but I chalked it up to the anxiety caused by the whole ordeal. Besides, I wasn’t complaining; I didn’t want to be alone, either.
Feeling his warm arms wrapped around me was a sorely needed comfort, and I found myself slipping off into sleep within moments of laying down with him.
Edrick and I didn’t wake up again until the next morning. Somehow, we slept through the entire day and night, and still felt tired in the morning.
We laid there for a while after waking up, not speaking as we both stared up at the ceiling. I had so many questions about what happened the day before, and how he found me… But it seemed that he had questions of his own, too
