There has never been a moment of peace in my life. After waking up, I suddenly bursts into tears. James starts to panic. He paces around the room while flinging his arms around, sometimes putting his palm on top of his head. In that few moment, I move from the edge of the bed into covering myself whole with the blanket. My tear jerking moment comes a bit abrupt and unexpected. Maybe I have let myself keep on going strong for far too long that even I cannot predict what will I do next. I feel the edge of the bed moves. Then, James slowly and steadily endure my rejecting arms while pulling me out of the blanket and he tucks me in his embrace while caressing my hair. He never let go of me. Even when he needs to dampen the cloth to moisten up my face, he carries me along with him. Maybe I am small enough for him to do so or he is strong enough to lift me around. I'm not sure if any of this is quite true. After wiping my tears with a moist piece of cloth, he occasionally kiss my forehead while humming a lullaby. Instead of letting me lay down after going around with me in his hands, he sits on the edge of the bed while I continue to slowly feeling drowsy. When he feels that my eyes flutters slowly, he carefully lay me down while laying down next to me, in his embrace. He gets the hang of it, I guess. He gets it, that I finally and completely opens up to him, unconditionally.
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The Key
FantasyIn her world, Ammara Sage is an underachiever, according to her society's standard. In Adam's world, she is his everything.
