NOVARIA'S POV
In the end, Sylvester managed to get me back to sleep. Not for long, though.
A few hours later, I slowly woke up, blinking against the afternoon sunlight filtering through the curtains.
For a moment, I simply lay there. The room was quiet.
I turned my head and disconnected that yhe spot beside me was empty.
My heart immediately sank and i sat up quickly.
"Daddy?"
No answer.
I looked around the bedroom. Nothing.
A horrible feeling settled in my chest.
Had he left?
Had Collins convinced him to go after all?
I was already pushing the blankets aside when the bedroom door suddenly opened. And there he was. Sylvester walked inside carrying a glass of water.
The moment he saw me awake, a smile appeared on his face.
"There you are,"
Relief flooded through me so quickly
