Leaning in Justin Battleson's arms, Charlotte Thompson softly responded.
Gently smoothing Charlotte's furrowed brow, Justin said, "So what you need to do now is rest well, and don't let yourself get worn out during Grace's illness."
"Stay with me."
Charlotte lifted her head and tugged at Justin Battleson's sleeve.
"I'm always here," Justin's gaze was gentle.
But Charlotte, sitting on the bed, scooted over a bit and then lifted the quilt, "You haven't slept all night either, rest a bit."
Then, without caring how Justin might react, Charlotte directly pulled his arm to guide him beside her.
Justin followed Charlotte's actions and lay down by her side, reaching out to embrace her in his arms.
"Sleep," Justin kissed Charlotte on the forehead as he watched her close her eyes.
The strong heartbeat beat like a rhythm against Charlotte's ear, yet it seemed to weave the most harmonious melody, indeed lulling her into sleep.
