Some time later her eyes slowly fluttered open. The silver gaze touched each of us then looked back to me with a smile before she placed her mouth on mine and whispered in her sweet accent, a mix of Russian, Gaelic, and English, “Nikolai, Mo shíorghra. YA ne mogu zhit’ bez tebya. I was in the dark. I couldn’t find you. Why did you leave me? " The hand that wasn’t pressed to my chest slid around my shoulders, and her body relaxed, snuggling close to me with her leg tangled with mine.
I whispered, and held her, tears slid down my cheeks unashamed, feeling relief and happiness flow through me at her words “Love. You called to me in your dream little one, I will never leave you. Never. Not now…not ever. If it wasn’t for you Maisie I’d be in a very dark place and probably not as sane as you se
