"Tabby..." Ursula Solomon, dressed in pajamas and barefoot on the floor, clutched Tabby Teller's sleeve, looking pitifully at him, with tears still hanging at the corner of her eyes.
"I'm here, don't be afraid."
Tabby Teller wiped away Ursula Solomon's tears with a tissue and sent her back to her room to sleep.
He would always wait until Ursula Solomon fell asleep before leaving.
Ursula Solomon would only be at ease when holding his hand.
Tonight, having had a nightmare, Ursula Solomon was even more unwilling to leave Tabby Teller.
She pulled him onto the bed: "Sleep... sleep..."
Tabby Teller hesitated for a moment before lying down beside Ursula Solomon, still in his clothes.
Once he lay down, Ursula Solomon smiled, pulling the quilt over Tabby Teller and then using his arm as a pillow, curling up in his embrace.
The light fragrance from Ursula Solomon's body wafted straight into Tabby Teller's nose.
