Claire’s POV
Peaceful.
I felt peaceful. It was the first thing I felt in the morning after I opened my eyes again. I felt fragile, tiny warmth against my both sides. For a bit I thought I was dreaming again. The silence was peaceful but it stopped by the breathing of my two sleeping children.
I slightly shifted making sure no one is woken from their slumber. I looked at Leo whose head was tucked into crook of my arm, his hair brushed against my shoulder. On the other side Nova’s small body clung onto me as if as was afraid I would disappear.
A lump rose in my throat.
How long had I been asleep? I wondered how long they had waited for me like this, curled on my both sides like anchors desperate to not let me go?
I raised a trembling hand, brushing my fingers over Leo’s hair. His body
