episode 15

LAURA'S POV.

I pushed open my eyes; a night yawn eased through my lips while I rolled around in bed. My arms felt a bit cramped, but then it all came to me: memories of the previous occurrences I had been in the room with Sebastain; he was crying; I helped him into the bed when he fell asleep; but he has drawn me closer to him, faces inches apart.

I recalled watching his face while he slept, his lips, the perfect shades of light pink, how moist they were. I remember trying to trace my fingers around it, but I couldn't. I was scared and worried to death. Whatever it was, I wanted it handled in the most proficient manner.

What I don't remember was him walking out of bed or me falling asleep.

“My lady.” I jolted up on hearing the voice; my heart hammered against my chest until I caught sight of Helen, who stood hovering around the bed. She had a stoic expression, and I could tell she wasn't pleased.

“How long have you been waiting to scare the hell out of me?” I asked, still holding on