Cullen watched Amelia as she drifted to the world of sleep. He wrapped his arms around her more securely as if she would slip off.
Staring at her, all his harsh thoughts disappeared. The voices in his head that usually talk at night disappeared. They were no more.
He fixed his eyes on Amelia's sleeping face and thought about his mother. Amelia seems to have so many things in common with his mother.
The peaceful face of the sleeping woman in his arms, accompanied by her soft snore stilled his heart. And slowly, for the first time in so many years, sleep came naturally for him.
His eyes fell on their own without the help of his sleeping pills and before he could relish the feeling of natural sleep properly to understand it, he dozed off and joined Amelia in the world of sleep.
Breathing softly in the embrace of the next person, the world around them faded away. Like tiny particles of dust, the life around them washed away.
