!!! SECOND BOOK OF THE CROW AND THE CROWN SERIES !!!
!!! WATCH OUT FOR SPOILERS !!!
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Fallon Crow -now Fallon Aeden Ravia- will have to adjust to her new life. Her life in Aeden as queen and wife to Raze Aeden.
Their traumatizing past k...
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( POV: RAZE AEDEN RAVIA )
I'm not sure if this is real. It might not be. But I think I can hear myself blinking.
At this moment, I'm sitting in a large but still too small bed with my back against the headboard.
Sleeping isn't an option at all.
It probably is for others but not for me.
Fallon, the fucking light of my life, is crying and trembling and it's fucking unstoppable. These past few nights have been horrendous. Ever since she had that horrible nightmare everything has come down crashing.
She was doing so much better. Only a few bad dreams here and there. But now it's worse than it was before. I've forced her to wear gloves so she won't scratch herself during her sleep.
Not that she wants to sleep. She's been fighting against it, she's exhausted. Just like two years ago, before I even met her, she faints from exhaustion. I can't believe it's been almost two years with her. Granted we haven't been together for the completion of those years but we're close to two.
My heart shattered when I saw her fall asleep earlier when we were sitting with everyone. She doesn't want the others to know about this, she wants them to think that everything is fine. That's why I was forced to wake her up.
"Darling, please," I whisper to her as I pull her into my arms. Her shaking doesn't stop. Not even when I brush my hands over her arms and tug the blanket over her. "It's okay. You're safe."
I've repeated these words a million times but it isn't working. I'm holding her so close, so tight, so fucking strongly against me. I place a hundred kisses on top of her head, on her forehead, on her cheeks.
Eventually, the tears dripping down her soft cheeks stop. But the ones dripping down mine don't. I can't stop. Seeing her in pain is the worst pain I've ever endured. Anything that might hurt her, kills me.
"I love you, I'm so sorry. This will stop. One day, this will stop. I promise you it will. I'm sorry baby."
Her arms tighten around my waist and she buries her head further into my chest. I think I hear her whisper something but I'm not sure what. I lean down and that's when I hear it.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
"Darling, it's okay. You're okay, Fal."
She keeps apologizing, I even hear a few French words that I don't understand. I hold her closer, wipe her remaining tears away, kiss her hair. Nothing is working.
I can't shake her awake. Waking her up when she's dreaming this way makes her feel way worse. When she wakes up herself, it's completely over. I only wake her up when she screams or cries too loudly.
When she usually wakes up I hear that sweet hum of hers. The hum that alerts me that she's awake. But after a nightmare, she always wakes up with a sharp intake of breath.
