Sara's heart warmed as she lay in Killian's warm embrace. She stared into his eyes, shrinking under his cozy arms.
"I am sorry you had to pass through that," Killian said, as he gently placed her on the bed.
"It's alright," Sara muttered. A soft smile escaped her as Killian adjusted her hair.
Killian sighed, his eyebrows furrowed, and it was evident that a lot was going on in his mind.
"I think Lydia has something to do with my a*******n," Sara said after about five minutes of awkward silence.
"Really? Why do you say so?" Killian asked sharply. His worried face was suddenly taken over by curiosity.
"The scent. I could recognize her scent when I was brought before Jared." She muttered softly, as though she was afraid of someone listening to their conversation.
Killian
