Lucian
I was kicking myself for the distance I had kept between myself and Rose. The past few days had been hard, all I wanted to do was touch her, be close to her but I stopped myself and kept away from her. The nights were the worst, I would lay awake listening to her softly mumbling random words in her sleep. She would toss and turn until she was cuddled into me, it didn't matter how many times I moved her back onto the other side of the bed she would come right back to me.
Regardless of all that I should have felt the discomfort she was in, why wasn't I aware of the problems she was having? Was I too consumed in my own problems that I disregarded her feelings? I looked at her in the seat beside me as we traveled back home, I had learned she loved to look out the window at the forest
