Slyvian nodded and let Deva rest, she would need her rest since they'll be having a night travel back home perhaps he should have informed Ethan that they would arrive late.
He took of his outer coat and laid on the bed, whenever he closed his eyes his mind would be filled with all sorts of voices, female voice telling him to come home.
What home? He often wondered, to the underworld? To hell? His home was were Deva was and he never wanted her to ever step into the gates of hell.
He turned and watched the sleeping girl, should he have told her the truth, would she still be willing to stay with him, will she still look at him with those eyes full of love. These were the little fears and anxiety in his mind, the fear of losing her made him hide the truth from her.
"Deva no matter what happened, just know whatever I did or do for you is because I care about you and I can't bear to see the look of hatred in your beautiful eyes.."