She was lovely. Fucking lovely. She didn’t need to be hiding any of her shine behind those bleeding shutters. Shannon shivered then and the movement distracted me. It was gone ten at night and she hadn’t opened her eyes once since falling asleep earlier this afternoon. “Shh,” I whispered when she whimpered in her sleep. I didn’t even try to stop myself from stroking her hair. I was beyond help when it came to her. I was beyond fucking stopping. Everything inside of me was shifting, honing in on this tiny girl.
