Chapter 8 --8 Annoyed prince
"Mmmm, Mom,"
Sebastain's eyes flew open when he heard the sweet angelic voice in the middle of the night.
He looked at the girl, curled up on his side, hugging him like her life depended on it, almost over his body, and narrowed his eyes.
He clearly remembered placing her on her side of the bed once Lucas left. When did she shift so close to him, or should he say over him?
Why did he not feel anything?
It was unlikely for him to be unaware of his surroundings. Did he really fall asleep so deeply that he didn't feel any movement at all? Or did she deliberately come with hushed movements so he doesn't find out?
"Please, save me, Mom," Elliana's voice broke him out of his thoughts, and he looked at her trembling lips with scrunched brows.
Because of her presence, he now has to wear the mask even when he was in his space so that she doesn't find what he looks like.
"Mom," Elliana whimpered, and a tear rolled down the corner of her eyes before her fist on his chest clenched even more.
It almost looked like she wanted to claw his chest with her kitten-like nails, and Sebastian grumbled when he felt strangely good about it.
He remembered what Lucas told him about her getting bullied and wondered if she was having a nightmare about some traumatic incident.