Ora woke up from her sleep and felt a hand on her hips. She jerked back. " Oww. " She cried. " What? What? " Charles sat up. " You slept here? " Ora asked. " Yes. You were afraid and asked me to be with you. I'm sorry, I got drifted to sleep. " Charles rubbed his eyes. " No. Don't apologize. I was surprised. That's all. " Ora said. " You aren't mad at me? " Charles asked, confusedly. " Why do you keep asking me if I'm mad at you, every time? " Ora asked. " I.. I... I am afraid you won't talk to me. And leave me eventually. " He whispered. Ora held his face with her hands. " I am not mad at you. You told me everything you know. You didn't lie to me. You just kept secrets as Azrael, Roa, and I did. I am not mad at you. I'm not. " Ora said. " You sure? " Charles asked. " Yes." Ora nodded. The
