Aisha had quieted down after her tears, her breathing soft and steady now, her small body curled against Cassius as though she had finally found the one place in the world where she could rest without fear.
She nestled herself deeper into his chest, her cheek rubbing over the firm muscle beneath his shirt like a content cat pressing into its master.
A soft hum escaped her throat, almost like a happy little tune, the kind one sings unconsciously when their heart feels full and her lips curved into a blissful smile, eyes shut tight as she snuggled into him again and again, unwilling to give him a moment's escape.
To her, he wasn't just Cassius anymore, he was warmth, security, and a love she never imagined she'd deserve. And Cassius simply let her rub and nuzzle, his smile lazy and amused as he stroked her hair, watching her behave like a spoiled kitten.
Then a thought crossed his mind. He tilted his chin down to glance at her, and with a casual tone, he murmured.
