Mistery

Anika was asleep when she felt Klaus's hand on her shoulder, alarmed by the sudden sensation, she sat up slightly, still in the haze of the dream, she could feel her heart pounding with the terror of the nightmare, the faceless men of her dreamfaded when the light came on, Klaus was in front of her, looking at her curiously, he still had his clothes from the day, which meant he hadn't gone to bed, Anika breathed a sigh of relief as she found herself face to face with Klaus , instead of having to face again the man who tormented her dreams

"Hey, what's wrong?" Klaus asked, reaching out to her and taking her into his arms and carrying her against his chest. His large arms felt like a safe place at that moment, and Anika appreciated the company.

"Nightmare," she whispered, her voice shaking from her with her panic, feeling her chest compress so that breathing seemed like hard work. "Okay, breathe," Klaus said, taking her by the shoulders and breathing with her "That's it, inhale, exhale"