He rolls over onto his side, putting an arm under his pillow. He holds onto her hand gently, holding it between his.

She doesn’t move.

She seems so peaceful.

So innocent.

Serena doesn’t realize that he’s watching her. She just sleeps soundly, unaware of his stare.

He smiles to himself. She’s beautiful.

It’s strange. When he first saw her, he didn’t think so. He thought that she looked like someone else, someone he wasn’t familiar with.

But he soon realizes that she looks exactly the way she always did, except maybe a little bit paler than before. A little tired maybe, he thinks.

He can’t remember the last time she...