#Chapter36
---Aunt Nyx-02
A minute later, Nyx opened the door, her hair a bird’s nest, her eyes half closed. /"What? Did you have a nightmare? Do you want me to walk you to the bathroom?/"
Owen’s expression darkened, some childhood memories that he had worked hard to forget resurfacing again. If it weren’t for the fact that Nyx was clearly half-asleep, he would have fought her on the spot. /"I can’t sleep on the couch./"
Nyx struggled to keep her eyes open to look at the pitiful Owen who was hugging his pillow to his chest looking a lot like he did twenty years ago when he threw up in the middle of the night but was too scared to tell his mother.
/"So what? You wanna sleep with big sis? How old are you? Three?/"
Owen’s ears turned red in embarrassment. He refused to answer that.
