After some while, Silvia finally went downstairs to meet Davian. When she got there he was already done eating his breakfast and was just relaxing on one of the sofas at the living room- Or that was what Silvia thought; Davian was in chaos within himself.
His eyes were even shut and his head fell backwards. Silvia sat close to him and leaned towards his body, she knew he wasn't sleeping. He accommodated her, her head rested on his chest and his hand crossed over and was caressing her hair.
"I'm sorry about earlier," she mumbled, sincerely. He heard her clearly;
"It's okay. You have every right to get mad at me, I'm sorry too," he apologized as well and her hands hugged him even more.
She loves him so much, she can't imagine life without him and that's why she doesn't want to lose him. It was the same for Davian.
