Estelle lied her head on the bed and watched as Magnus slowly removed his shirt while she looked at him. The room was warm, offering her some kind of warmth deep to her heart as well. She slowly lifted her hand to the sky and lowered it when she heard the soft rustling sound beside her.
"You're going to sleep too?" Estelle asked as she turned her entire body to look at Magnus.
"I won't," he said, "But I'll be with you tonight."
"As you do every night," she smiled and he smoothened her hair gently.
"You don't have to keep smiling in front of me too," Magnus gently whispered. He hate the idea of forcing Estelle to be bright when her heart couldn't bear it.
She shook her head, "I have cooled down. What had happened back then, wasn't something I could change," as painful as it sounds, she had put her mother in rest and what's left was to make sure those who had made her mother's life miserable to pay for their own mistake.
