~Storme~
I woke to the sound of soft humming. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming again. Theo sat in the chair beside my bed, his eyes fixed on me, almost never blinking. I shifted, wincing as pain fired up my side.
"Hey," he said, voice rough.
"Hey," I rasped.
He brushed his thumb along my cheekbone. "How do you feel now?"
"Like I got trampled on by a horse," I said dryly and shifted slightly, wincing. "Did you… stay up all night?"
He nodded and leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees. “I couldn’t sleep a wink. I had to make sure that you were okay all through the night."
"You didn’t have to," I muttered, looking away.
"I did," he said simply. "I couldn’t leave you."
His words warmed my heart. Theo was my safe space, and with him, I didn’t feel the need to be the hard, pro
