Is she human..?

Awake

While Eamon slept in his room, he slept beside her that night. Holding her tightly to himself as if she was gonna disappear from his sight.

Is it that obvious of her predicament. That she isn't human, her scars and skin and her hair. He didn't know what to say it Eamon when he asked that question, he didn't want to lie to him.

He said he would tell him everything after she's awake, because now he isn't himself.

The night went by slowly, he had slept halfway through the night. Singing the song he wrote for her. With her hands clasped in his. And her head on his shoulders. He had to do something, what is she could hear him. What if she was listening.

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