Mia's Pov 

My head rested on Christian's chest, as we sat in silence. I don't know when, but he had picked me up during my sobbing session and had us situated on the couch. Only dried tears marked my skin and my nose was completely red by now, I was sure. 

I sniffed a few more times and felt Christian rub my back gently. Knowing that I probably resembled the haunted Anabelle doll right now, I pulled back, wiping my face with the back of my hands. 

“Sorry, I just got carried away. I didn't mean to-” 

“It's fine, fire.” He cut me off, gazing deeply into my eyes. “You...