It was not like the wolf could do that. And where was the wolf? It was not fully recovered. There was no way it could go away with that injured body.
I had been sick for a whole week and could not move an inch. As I could not earn any money because of my health, I was starved.
I woke up suddenly. The dream was not good at all. Especially the beating part seemed too real. It had been so long yet I could not forget it. The pain, the screaming- everything was still raw inside me.
"You're alright. No one will hurt you. You're fine."
I heard a soothing voice. I opened my eyes slowly only to meet the familiar black ones. They were full of worry and care. It felt unreal.
The worry- it was for me. He was worried about me. Tears started to fall from my eyes and I wrapped my arms around him. This man was worried about me. I did not want anything else. 'Please, just worry about me.'
