#Chapter8

Violet POV.

I opened my eyes and felt warm, I don't feel warm, not ever, but this morning I did, I felt hands holding me, I felt emotionally safe, it's weird to explain, but I love this feeling of being held, of being hugged while I sleep. I don't remember how I got to bed last night, I remember Evander being in my room and that's about it, I just fell asleep while he brushed my hair.

I turned myself the other way and saw him sleeping next to me, he's still dressed in the same clothes as before, he's wearing a suit, he looks like the FBI who...