[Lucien]
'She sleeps so well...'
Was the only thought I could cling to as I watched her sleep, curled up beside me beneath the heavy sheets.
The moonlight filtered through the window, bouncing off her hair.
We were made to stay in my 'childhood room' though there wasn't a single thing remotely familiar about it. Not the furniture, not the layout.
Usually, Violet slept in a separate room from me, but some nights, when she was sick or restless from a nightmare, I found myself slipping into her room. And instances like those happened quite often but she was usually too deep in her slumber to realise until the next morning.
Tonight, she had collapsed onto the bed and slipped into sleep almost instantly, proof that she was just as mentally exhausted as I. Who could blame her? Today had be
