Charms

Anika sat on Klaus's lap, who was looking at her warily, even when the man was gentle in touching her, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something she was ignoring, she just wasn't sure what it was, it probably had to do with the fact that the man represented everything the woman had been running from for years, but in the two weeks they had shared the cabin in silence, with the man, she had seen the torment in his eyes occasionally, sometimes, as he pretended to sleep, she could see his sad expression, followed by anger.

"May I ask, what is tormenting you?" Anika asked, taking the lead and brushing his hair off the forehead, Klaus raised an eyebrow in her direction.

"For two weeks, you've been acting like I've kiked a puppy, and now you're worried about my well-being." Anika blushed slightly, she had been self-absorbed all this time, she hadn't bothered to notice that Klaus had opened up to her again. One way or another, he had helped her escape from her captors.

"We can