Almost in the moment his voice echoed in the darkness, Nell Harris simultaneously caught a familiar breath.
Just now, upon that collision, her nose was already somewhat sore, and upon hearing his voice, the soreness intensified, and her eyes uncontrollably grew acid.
He finally came back. These days, without him home, she always felt like this house suddenly emptied by half, her heart followed suit, vacant and unsettled.
Now, with his return, she hears his voice and senses his strong arms embracing her.
Nell Harris's previously hollow heart, able to hear echoes, seemed filled instantly.
She opened her mouth and bit his hand covering it, not too forcefully, yet not lightly either, causing Dylan Young a slight sting.
Dylan Young let go of Nell Harris, lowered his head, resting it against hers: "Why haven't you slept yet? Were you waiting for me?"
