Ryan's POV -
I don't know when I slept this peacefully last time. I woke up almost half an hour ago, but as Aadhya was still sleeping, I didn't dare to move an inch. I will not say that it is not torture to sleep with her like that because first, her T-shirt that she called 'comfortable' is not much comfortable for me because it is so huge on her petite body. It keeps getting upward with every slight movement, which distracts me more than I would like to accept in front of her. Second, due to her wounds, I can't hug her tightly to make her stop moving, and if she continues moving like that, then I am afraid she will hurt herself.
Someone knocked on the door, and Aadhya stirred in her sleep, but I patted her waist softly till she went back to sleep. After a minute, Shira entered the room, and she already had a goofy smile plastered on her face.
"She is still sleeping," I whispered, and she was now smirking at me. "What did you want?" I whispered again.