Valentine sat Avelina down on the bed and smiled at her.
"I will come and visit when he wakes up." He walked to the door, but before he left, he said, "Take care of him."
"Mhm!" Avelina nodded and watched as he shut the door.
She exhaled and diverted her attention to Draven. She crawled closer to him, making sure not to hurt her ankle. In her arms, she pulled him in, allowing his head to rest on her lap. Then, with a soft smile hanging on her lips, she stared at his face, exhaling in relief.
You'd never realize how beautiful you look when you sleep. You look...peaceful, gentle as always, and...like an angel, perhaps. She chuckled softly to herself as she thought.
Avelina began to caress his hair, suddenly beginning to reminisce about the fight with a dazed expression.
