Another shiver ran through my body, but this time, it had nothing to do with the cold. Burrowing into the covers, I murmured, “I’d better sleep.”
I snuggled closer to Miu, who was already in his pajamas and waiting patiently under the covers. As I held him tightly in my arms, my heart began to settle. Slowly, I managed to force myself to sleep as the pounding of my heart faded away into the night.
* * *
“I’m sorry, Noa.”
Distantly, I became aware of the sensation of being held tightly by someone. I blinked confusedly at the people watching me from behind the door. Vaguely, I registered the forms as belonging to my father and sister, meaning the one holding me must be…
“You always seemed to be doing so well, so I thought that you were fine. I didn’t know how hard it was for you,” my mother continued, her voice laced with regret. “I’m so glad you woke up.”
