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Clara is sleeping in my arms with a beautiful, sweet smile in her face, her cheeks are rosy, and her plumb lips are pink. Her breathing is calm and steady, her chest goes up and down at every breath she takes taking mine away.
I want to kiss her cheeks… her lips, but if I do it, she will wake up. I do not want to be that selfish.
Between our hungers released at night and our early mornings training at Blue-Ribbon before work at Moon House, she ends up exhausted. Even Ianthe… It is worth it, though. I can feel that we both are getting better at a steady pace.
Despite her silky warm body against mine, I cannot sleep tonight. I am too anxious… even scared after our conversation with our family and those revelations from the Simmons. The idea of this traitor close to
