CHAPTER 46: Arcane

THIRD-PERSON POV:

The night was silent with the moon peaking its way through the curtains.

Rosalina gripped onto Jaxon's shirt tightly as she slept peacefully in his arms. His one arm was wrapped around her waist keeping her close while the other caressed her hair strands.

Jaxon was feeling restless as he could not connect the dots that had been set for him. The pattern felt quite unknown but predictable.

He looked at the girl in his arms, who slept like nothing less than a baby. A smile crept upon his face as he patted her hair lovingly. The smile soon dropped as he got reminded of her state earlier. The only word he could think of for her at the moment was: Fragile.

In the pit of his stomach, he had a bad feeling. He had a feeling that what she dreamt might not be a dream but just a flashback of the unnecessarily harsh reality she faced.

Once again Jaxon was blaming himself for everything that had happened to her. Teardrops made their way back down his eyes as he held her tighter.

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