Chapter 65

Stefan entered his room with Mia still curled in his arms. Inside, the lighting was soft, just one small lamp on his nightstand illuminating the space with a faint hue. He lowered Mia onto the bed with the same care a fragile something is held. Her face nestled into the pillow, her lips parting slightly. Her exhaustion had pulled her under completely.

He knelt to remove her shoes, placing them carefully to the side. Then, he stood up, watching her one last time before ...