Three hours later, Silver glanced at the clock on the bedside table. Four minutes past six, pitch black outside, the winter wind howling around the snug little cabin. Ana was still sleeping sweetly in his arms, looking like a precious angel fallen to earth – and he was slowly but surely losing his goddamn mind. Still. Some more.
At long last, though, Silver what he was going to do. He knew with every fiber of his being that it was a shitty, selfish, cowardly thing to do, it was something that went against every single damn thing that he held dear and believed in… but he was going to do it anyway.
He was going to sneak out on Ana, and he was going to do it within the next ten minutes.
He had to.
He had to because even just the thought of waking up with her and seeing those brilliant ey
