Phoenix:
"You've been through worse, my dear. Don't give up. Not now," Amora's tone was casual as she crossed her leg over the other.
She was sitting on a chair across from me while I was perched on the edge of the bed with Sebastian right next to me. His arm was wrapped loosely around my back, and I could feel his thumb tracing slow circles on my bare shoulder, which was making my skin tingle.
The touch was making it almost next to impossible to focus on what Amora was saying. Just to show the witch that I was listening carefully to every word she was saying, I was nodding absentmindedly.
Amora's gaze suddenly flipped to Sebastian, "You should step out, son," she stated, "I need to talk to her."
Sebastian's arm tightened around me, "No," he said plainly, "I'm not leaving her here."
I pressed my lips together, fighting the sudden urge to laugh.
Really? He was acting like a teenage boy whose crush wouldn't survive if she stayed with Amora.
