6

6K 147 0
                                    

Amelia woke up slowly, noticed the coldness beside her and the fact that Luke was no longer there. She sat up, frantically, scanning the room. Everything settling as her eyes landed on Luke's form, stood beside the window. His hands placed on the window sill. Sighing in relief, Amelia sank back into the covers, wrapping herself slightly tighter and allowing sleep to once again reach out to her. 

Luke stayed staring out the window, despite the shuffling and crinkling of the blankets. She had probably woken up, he thought, but when he turned back she was just as he'd left her. Face pressed to the pillow, her breathing shallow but consistent. He glanced back out the window briefly and sighed.



Baby StepsWhere stories live. Discover now