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Waking up in Klaus's arms was still a strange sensation, the soft mist that followed after a night spent entirely in weeping and lamenting still clouded her brain, but the warm sensation of the man's breath on her neck and the firm hand clinging to her thigh made her feel secure in a way, her eyes burned slightly, feeling heavy and slightly rough with each slow blink, she didn't know when the man had slipped into bed with her, she felt slightly ashamed that she had finally confessed. So soon, her biggest secret, for a moment the tears threatened to escape again, but she contained herself as she tried to block out the memory again before absorbing the fact that Klaus was holding her close, his heart still aching. cause of memory

Klaus's body was practically on

her, her light beard tickling her neck and his weight crushing her slightly making it hard to breathe.

She tried to pull away from her, but it was like shaking under a concrete wall, and even after trying with all her might, Klau