Damien’s POV
I stirred in my sleep when I heard the sounds of groaning coming from beside me.
I opened my eyes to find Sage is whimpering in her sleep. Tears are running down from her closed eyes damping her face. Creases are formed on her forehead.
She is clutching the duvet in her fist so tightly that her knuckles have turned white. Her breathing has turned uneven.
Looking at her state I knew that she is having a nightmare, again.
My insides ache seeing her like this and heart clenched painfully.
“Sage” I called her name slowly and held her small hand with my one hand and began caressing her head with my other hand.
In few minutes the groaning stopped and the creases on her forehead disappeared. Her breathing turned normal.
I sighed when her expression turned peaceful agai
