Ila’s POV
All night long, I faded in and out of sleep while listening to Cerberus snore like a helicopter by my side. His big shaggy head on my chest rising and falling with my own rhythmic breathing. My hand absent-mindedly brushes over the top of his head throughout the night. His soft fur felt good on my sore hands. He takes up most of the bed with his large body, but I didn’t mind, because he gives off a comforting warmth.
When Maxwell left for the evening, Serena helped me to bed, even though I really didn’t need the help. I usually handle my nightly routine just fine alone, but I think helping me comforted her. She needed to know that I was alright. Serena said she was staying in the guest room, in case I needed her in the middle of the night. I didn’t argue.
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