Chapter 35 - 34. Glimpse of Home
Hajin walked slowly, soundlessly toward the bed, stopping right where he could see the small head sticking out of the fluffy blanket. He looked up to check the AC’s configuration, making sure the room wasn’t too dry or too cold.
Still, it didn’t seem a comfortable room was enough for his master to sleep peacefully.
"Ugh..."
Curling inside her blanket, Sarah groaned and writhed with her face scrunched in pain. Invisible pain that Hajin couldn’t just heal with a first aid box.
"Hmm...today is also..."
He exhaled softly. Hajin had only seen Sarah sleep three times, and in all of them, the girl was always plagued with nightmares. Even when she was fast asleep after getting drunk, and fast asleep out of exhaustion, she never slept comfortably.
Hajin had thought it was because, in both instances, Sarah had to battle her trauma before she was asleep, but...
It seemed like she had to battle her trauma every night.
"I wonder if it’s about her mother," Hajin carefully sat at the edge of the bed so the mattress wouldn’t dip too much. "Or about her past life..."
Sarah groaned, whining and clenching her jaw as if she was in the middle of running away from something. Her already small build getting smaller as she curled even more, clutching the blanket as if looking for an anchor, a rope in the darkness, a float in the sea...
Her head tossed to the side, messing up her colored hair. Hajin reached out in reflex to brush away the stray hair from her cheek, but the tip of his fingers stopped just a breadth away from her pale skin.