Chapter 205

• Rafayel
• My body felt heavier than usual, and I woke up to the feeling of something warm and pleasant pressing down on my arm. I fixed a hand under my pillow and glanced to the side.
• There she was, clinging to me like she needed an anchor in her sleep. Her delicate fingers were curled around my forearm, her face pressed gently into the pillow, with one of her legs thrown above mine. She slept like she raced—rather roughly.