The night that was the beginning of all her nightmares, ''You call me princess but you act like one, never listening to people, never caring about anyone and worrying everyone all the time..'' Esme's eyes reddened and she turned her face to the side, unable to bear the sight of his still body.
If not for his even breathing, the turmoil in her heart would have long transformed into something worse.
Esme pushed herself to her feet and turned to leave when fingers wrapped around her wrist lightly, making her halt in her tracks.
Her eyes widened. She turned around only to find Aleister who was now gazing at her.
While Esme stood there in a daze, Aleister moved. He sat up on the bed and gently tugged her closer, making her sit on his lap.
Esme snapped back to her senses and immediately moved to stand up, ''You are not well. You…''
''I can never be so weak that I can't hold you,'' he pulled her closer to himself.