To the Pixies my flesh was a utopia essence for them and they derived pleasure from taking it… I could still remember how Cleo basked in joy, and how hungry they were. The mere thought of it caused a chill to run through me.
William's sudden tightened hands around my waist snapped me back to reality.
"You're safe here," William said as if sensing my discomfort, reassuring me with a look in his eyes. "No one will touch you as long as I'm here"
I knew that… I knew William would protect me no matter what, if it wasn't for him I would be dead.
He cares for me
I didn't need him to show emotions just to know that… his actions say it all that, the way he held me last night in the bath, tightly like if he lets go I could disappear, he was angry and hurt for my sake too. I wrapped my arms around his neck leaning close to him, our faces inches apart.
I care for him too
