Sleep evaded Khai as he held Ana in his arms. His large hands slowly ran down her back, subconsciously at this point. She fell asleep while sitting up on his lap, so he attempted to move her to the bed. He wanted her to sleep more comfortably, but quickly gave up on the idea when he saw how tightly she was clutching on to his t-shirt.
He placed a kiss on her forehead and pulled her tightly into him. He had done this action more times than he could count that night. His brows were furrowed in a constant worry at her pain. He could never guess that she held a sadness like this within her.
Even as she slept, her lips curved down in a subtle frown. His fingers gently traced her round forehead, moving down to her wet eyelashes. She squirmed lightly at his touch, causing him to swiftly withdraw his hand.
