When Talia woke up in the morning, it was already bright and to her surprise, Arthur was still in bed too. He was holding on to the hem of her slip like a frightened kid, making Talia smile.
Looking closer, she could see he was tired and his skin was dry and a little pale.
Freddy dear, I might have scared you a lot...
She moved closer to him and touched his forehead with hers, resting her head on his pillow. The previous day, she went through a terrifying ordeal and those with her got hurt. She escaped lightly and she ran around worrying for everyone else, while she didn't care to take note of the state of the man with her.
She remembered the warmth he shared with her everytime she was worried, and she didn't bother to check his mental state.
Ah... I look back at my past, I look forward for my future, but I always forget to look to my side – my present; my man who always is there for me.
