Cassian's POV:
I feel like I don't deserve this. I feel unworthy and unholy for just enjoying it all. By enjoying what I have been offered. I feel like I might have tainted the only thing holy in this realm and, despite the smile that I see plastered on her sleepy face, I feel guilt gnaw at my chest, because under the blankets she has covered herself with, are bites, bruises and marks on her body, that will remind her what kind of man I am.
She is curled close to me, laying on her side, her face buried in my pillow, a hand on my thigh, as I lay against the headboard, smoking in silence. A hand of mine is resting on her upper back, my fingers drawing lazy patterns on her skin, while she breathes slowly. She is half asleep and I know if I move to lay down, she will wake and move away fr
