3x07 (Vol. 1) | 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅

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Carla

Can anyone sleep this peacefully after having a tragic overdose?

After believing their world turned utterly dark and there was no coming back?

After losing everything they thought they had in the blink of an eye?

Well, I didn't think it was possible.

But in Samuel's arms, it definitely was.

And it was the most peaceful I've ever felt.

He changed everything.

He changed me. And he made me better.

I woke up sometimes before dawn, cocooned in his arms that enveloped me so tightly against him; the small bed of the hospital seemed big enough for the both of us. I felt safe like never before, only when his was holding me, and I didn't think it was possible to feel this way with anyone, until he came along.

Honestly, Samuel changed everything for me.

It scared me at first but now, there wasn't an ounce of fear inside me; I was too full of him. He was strong, fearless, protective and very loyal, and in his embrace I felt the luckiest; lucky that he wanted me, that he chose me, and that he loved me. The fact that I still struggled with that made my inside burn with gratitude.

I also craved him so deeply, because it had been too long since he last held me.

And he was so warm, every part of him, and the more I snuggled into him the more I felt it, maybe it was just the aftermath of my overdose that made me shiver this badly but, he made it feel less intense and I was grateful for that.

Opening my sleepy eyes, I studied his appearance, he wore a long-sleeved simple black shirt that was so tight on him, his muscles seemed drawn on the thin fabric, his movements so apparent under the material of the shirt as he flexed to hold me closer to him he may as well be naked beneath my hands, and I couldn't help but run them greedily all over him, from his jaw line to his pulsing neck, his shoulders and forearms, chest and abs, mostly his face I adored.

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