Finn- Double
“Hey sleepy head.”
I blinked , trying to dispel the last remnants of sleep from my brain.
Delilah?
Nothing.
Then I realised I hadn’t actually spoken. Trying again my voice came out more croak than actual words. “Delilah?”
“I’m here.” Soft hands smoothed down my cheek and I leant into her palm. Breathing out a sigh of relief. “You’re ok.” I coughed clearing my throat. Why did it feel like I had been hit by a truck?
“Of course I’m ok.” Her face came into view, her cheeks were drawn with worry and she had stitches jut below her hair line on the left but otherwise she looked good. Much better than she had when they had taken her from my arms anyway. “It’s you we are all worried about…”
I sighed and for a second I let my eyes close. She was ok.
And right here next to me
