No matter what, no matter what her purpose is, the fact is, he owes her a life. The things owed to others must be repaid.
Nolan Morrison's thoughts were in chaos. He felt guilty towards Matilda Jenkins and didn't know how to speak to her when the time came.
As he was thinking, the person in his arms suddenly moved.
At first, Nolan Morrison thought she just moved a bit and hadn't woken up, but soon he realized something was wrong.
The small head buried in his chest snuggled into his embrace, no, it should be, snuggled into his pajamas.
Nolan Morrison clearly felt her long eyelashes brush against his chest muscles, her softness rubbing against his chest, bringing him a tingling sensation.
He froze for a moment, mumbling, "Milly, awake? How come you..."
