163. I Love You, April

April's POV

I was with Dorian all night. I couldn't bear to leave him alone. He held me close as he slept, and I stroked his hair gently.

It was morning, and the sun had yet to rise. Hus stirring in bed had woken me up, and I couldn't go back to sleep. I stole glances at his peaceful face as he slept, and my mind was in overdrive. I felt my heart being drawn towards him, but I could feel myself resisting.

Lyra had been going crazy all night, but I was able to suppress her and keep her under control. She wanted to be with Dorian, her mate, but I was scared. I was scared of being broken. I was scared of being hurt all over again by him.

He took a deep breath, and it fanned my face gently. I looked at his sleeping face and couldn't help but stroke his cheek. He was in pain; he was hurt that his real father had just died. He had been sobbing quietly into my chest before he slept off, but now, he looked tranquil. His face was relaxed. He was at peace, even if it was only for a little whil