Cayenne woke up in the middle of the night. She wanted to get some water to drink but Stefan held her back. He was tightly clutching the hem of her blouse. He looked like a child who needed security by feeling the person next to him. She sighed while she pried open his fingers.
"Ayen?" Stefan woke up and looked at her. "Where are you going? Are you leaving me?" he was still groggy and tired. "Don't go, Ayen."
"I am just going to get a glass of water. I'm thirsty." She gently patted his hand, asking him to let her go.
"I'll get it for you." Stefan get out of bed and went downstairs before she can say anything. When he got back, he brought a glass and a pitcher full of water. "Just in case you get thirsty again, you don't need to go out of the room." Stefan mentioned while pouring a glass of water for her.
"You don't really have to do this, you know. I can just get it myself." Cayenne responded while she received the water from him.
