~ LARK ~
Lark didn’t know what had happened at first. She’d been asleep and heard a noise in her mind, her name, more than once. But it was as if she was held apart from it. As if she knew she was wanted, but didn’t know where.
Then suddenly, he screamed her name, and his footsteps pounded across the grass to her. Before she’d even woken properly, John-Paul was at her side and gathering her up, holding her there, holding her face, searching her eyes.
She’d been bleary-eyed and still waking, uncertain whether this was reality or a dream. But then he’d held her and rocked her.
“It was just a dream. Just a dream.”
The pain and fear in his eyes were acute and even though he held her so tightly, she put her hands up to take his face and keep him focused on her.
“Jay—”
“I thought I l
