Eve turned back and forth on the bed, and suddenly sat up on the bed. She ran her fingers through her hair and turned her gaze towards Malakai who was sound asleep right next to her on the bed.
She pushed him. "Malakai?" And when he didn't wake up on her first call, her fingers reached into his hair, pulling so painfully the man shot up on the bed, eyes glancing around the room with pure vigilance on his face.
There was no intruder in the room.
A look of relief emerged on his face and he brushed his thick fingers through the black strands of his hair.
Eve!
He turned his head, freezing at the sight of her seated on the bed and watching him intently like he'd done something wrong to her.
He blinked at her. "Eve?"
Heer hands balled into fists.
Did he do something wrong? Malakai was confused. Why was she staring at him like that?
"Eve, what's wro—"
"Why do you get to sleep so peacefully?" she questioned.
