(Luan POV)
Another scream filled the air and I swiftly got out of my bed before rushing to the neighboring room.
Once again the room was filled with a strong uncontrollable aura mixed that made me want to vomit. But I held it in as I rushed to the broken girl screaming and turning in pain.
"Nesta..." I muttered as I pulled her to my lap and hugged her tight.
"Lu-Luan" she stuttered grabbing onto my shirt and pulling it down. She moved her head closer to me, her head digging deeper into my neck. It was her newly found way to calm down.
The gesture always made me feel giddy and crazy as it gave a sense of protectiveness.
Every single night it's the same. She would wake up screaming from her sleep. She tried her best to be so strong. She talks about not wanting to be weak and a burden b
