“Greer?” His voice is quiet when I climb out of the bed and pad over to the light switch to turn it off. “Hmm?” “Don’t go. Don’t leave me alone in the dark.” Oh. Oh, Bastian. “Never,” I murmur as I climb back into my bed, slide under the covers, and carefully snuggle into his side, taking care not to put pressure on any of his bruises. “You’ll never be alone in the dark again.”
