NOVARIA'S POV
"So don't you ever think that you an annoyance to any of us, promise?" Sylvester said.
I nodded sleepily.
"Okay, I promise," this was all I could alter because of how tired I was.
But I know for a fact that I would carry those words of his with me for a long time.
But come to think of it, I never would have thought that my questions, of "how they were doing," and so on were really important to Sylvester. I had actually thought that it was just a common statement of wanting to know about them and how they were doing.
But some how, I really felt loved again.
In as much as I found Sylvester's words to be loving, I still felt a little weird. Weird because I kind of experienced the same thing they had experienced.
I positioned my head on Sylvester's arm, as he covered me
