Elijah's POV I stare down at Avery's peacefully sleeping frame.. Somehow she always seems to suprise me with her beauty without even trying.. looking almost like a porcelain doll by how serene she is in this moment.. I have to keep gently touching her just to make sure that this is real and not just a dream. This all just doesn't seem real.. so much has happened that I feel like I'm in some sort of movie without my acknowledgement. I just want the chaos to end so we can have some peice and quiet together, to be happy like we both want. It's been hours and now it's in the middle of the night. It's really late but I still can't close my eyes.. I can't.. She is my dream and the motivation I need to keep me going and I can't lose that again.. This doesn't feel real.. I'm so afraid she will
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