Mini
My eyes fluttered open but the harsh morning light prompted me to shut them right away. I decided to keep my eyes closed and burrowed deeper into the warmth penetrating my back.
Breathing in deeply, I tried to open my eyes again when I felt the strong band of iron around my waist. To my surprise when I looked under the duvet I found Ela's veiny arm, and a leg casually thrown over me while he slept soundly.
His hold on me was firm yet gentle.
Strong yet protective.
I was really mad at him for leaving me alone last night. I understand that my mom calling me his sister was a harsh reality check for both of us but he knew what he was getting into, right? He cannot run away from it every single time when somebody brought it up when he should be facing it with me by my side.
Pus
