Aurora’s P.O.V
After we finished, I took him to his room, pulling back the covers so he could crawl in. He watched me quietly as I tucked him in, his small hands gripping the blanket tightly.
"Will he come tonight?" he asked again, his voice barely above a whisper.
I hated that he had to ask that. I hated that he even had to think about it. But I refused to lie to him, so I just brushed his hair again and said, "Even if he does, he won’t be able to get to you, baby. I promise."
His lips pressed together as he nodded, but I could see the fear still lingering in his eyes. I leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead, murmuring, “Sleep tight, okay? I’ll be right outside.”
After locking his door, my hands lingered on the knob for a moment before I slowly backed away, my eyes burni
