KILLIAN POV
Watching her sleep was the only time she didn’t look at me like I was a plague.
She was too far away from me on the narrow twin mattress. Even though my arm was hooked around her waist, she was trying to curl into a ball near the edge of the bed. I didn't like the distance. I didn't like the space between us.
Slowly, I shifted my weight. I reached down, my hands sliding under her tiny frame. She was light, so fragile I could probably snap her in half if I wasn't careful. I lifted her effortlessly and pulled her body until she was lying directly on top of me.
Her stomach pressed against my bare chest. Her head rested right over my racing heart. She let out a soft, whimpering sigh in her sleep. I tangled my long fingers into her silky black hair, slowly stroking the strands,
