Ella’s POV
I didn’t hear him at first. Or I only thought I must have imagined his present there, there was no way he was here right now. How had he found me? But as I stayed there and imagined, I felt the warmth of hands on my face, it was rough but I could feel that he was trying to be careful, like he was afraid I might break if he held me with force or urgency.
“Are you hurt?” Cyril’s voice was hoarse, it sounded almost strangled.
I tried to answer, but my throat felt too raw. My head shook weakly on its own. “No. I. . .” The words caught in my mouth. My lip trembled and my chest ached at the reality in front of me, he is actually here. Cyril is right in front of me. “You found me.”
He didn’t replp me, he just pulled me into him.
The moment his arms came around me, everything insid
