Jayden's POV
I walked down the stairs slowly, the sound of the television could be heard in the living room. It was late in the evening, and the house was quiet, except for the low volume of a movie playing. As I turned around the corner, I saw Anastasia sitting on the couch, she was curled up in a blanket, her eyes were fixed on the screen.
She looked peaceful, but her body was still a little stiff, it was like she was forcing herself to relax.
I leaned against the wall for a second and just watched her. Her black hair was tied up loosely, a few strands of the hair falling along her cheek. The glow from the screen reflected in her eyes, and for a moment, I forgot all the trouble we were in.
I cleared my throat gently so I would not startle her. She turned around quickly, then relax
