Rayven stood by her side all night, worried until it was morning. She slept all through and he began to get antsy. He pushed a strand of her hair slowly from her face before wrapping his arms around the curve of her waist.
''When will you wake up?''
His gloved finger traced a line from her cheeks down to her jawbone.
''It's been more than fifteen hours,'' he whispered so softly to her face. ''You are scaring me with your silence, Moonlight. I want to see your beautiful eyes again.''
His hands bunched up a few strands of her hair before letting them fall one by one.
''I am beginning to miss you so much.''
