Ivan
Nefra shut the door quietly behind her and slowly returned to bed. I don't move as she crawls in. Then, she buried her face into my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her to make her feel better. Tonight had been intense, and Nefra wasn't ready for it. She kept checking on the baby, which wasn't that surprising, and I knew not to tell her to stop. She needed this.
"Is she okay?" I murmur, kissing her forehead.
"Yeah, she just needed to eat." she sighed, nuzzling more into me.
"She went to sleep?" She nodded, becoming quiet.
She needed more sleep, but between everything that happened and our bond, that was hard to find.
