Northstar Vale We are the ones who will never be broken

He seemed to sense that right now, she had no words, and she appreciated that. He pulled her closer, and she curled into him. She could not speak how she felt about anything—could not have a conversation about where they stood, or what the future would bring. For now, she could grasp that she wanted them to be okay—and that it felt much better to be held by him than to sleep alone.

And so with a tired nudge, she hoped to lure him away, a place where they could settle for the night… Hoping, that perhaps she would find at least a little bit of peace in his arms while she slept, and perhaps find a part of herself once more.

Sometimes, sleep was the best medicine.