Chapter 61 - 61: Comfort and Warmth (1/2)

It was already late at night when father and son finished their conversation. They lost track of the time. They decided to get rest and sleep.

Erick returned to his room. When he was already inside, he heard a whimpering and crying sound. Erick felt puzzled hearing that sound.

”Is Elle crying?” He rushed forward to see what was happening to Elle.

He saw Elle thrashing in her sleep. The sheets were twisted around her limbs. Through the light coming from the lampshade beside his bed, he could see Elle's face were wet and her body was bathed in a cold sweat.

”She is having a dream, probably a nightmare.” Erick mumbled to himself.

He immediately ran towards her to wake her up, his eyes full of concern about her. He grabbed her shoulders and shook them while calling her name.

”Elle wake up!”

Erick's voice and his touch awaken Elle out of her nightmare. She opened her eyes to see the handsome face of Erick painted with both worries and relief.

Her heart pounded against her chest. Elle trembled. The remnants of her nightmare still clung to her mind haunting her.

She was back in her personal hell. Every time she woke up, she remembered that her nightmare was both real and worse than the fragmented reenactment of her past.

This time she got to see her father looking at her with love and gentleness as he pulled an eight-inch knife from his lower back.

They both fell on their knees and her father touched her face to wipe her tears while smiling at her. Then her father hugged her and said ”My princess, everything will be okay. Promis me that you will stay alive no matter what. Even without us, you must survive!”

Elle tears were dropping on her face like a rain. She couldn't speak and she was in shock. Her heart seemed like it would explode any moments from the various emotions within.

After a while, her father collapsed in her arms. Her arms were now covered with her father's blood and then laughters errupted in the entire house. Elle took all her remaining strength to curse and scream against those persons who were enjoying the tragic scene of father and daughter in front of them.

Remembering those unpleasant memories, Elle let out a frightened cry and burried her face into her hands.

Erick was able to see every reaction of Elle. Seeing her like this it seemed like his heart was being squeezed. He wanted to comfort her. He wanted to ease the pain she was feeling right now.

His expression darkened. He was in rage as he clenched his fist. Who the hell did this to her? Did she remember anything? What happened to her to have this terrible nightmare?

He couldn't take it anymore. He pulled her into his embrace. He wanted her to feel that she was not alone in this battle, that he was with her, willing to protect her no matter what.

Erick was hugging her, tapping her back while he was letting her to cry. Elle was lost in that moment. She broke all her defense. At first, she wanted to push Erick and hide from him.

She didn't want him to see her terrible state, her weakness. All this time she acted to be strong but right now she couldn't explain but she let this man see her in this state.

She felt tired of acting so brave and now she acted vulnerable in front of him. It felt like she wanted to be comforted by him, and it was all she needed right now.

His warmth, his scent and his gentleness were making her calm. They stayed in that position for a very long time. Erick was hugging and comforting her while she was leaning on his chest.

She could hear the beating of his heart. It was like a music in her ear. Finally, her trembling heart calmed down. She was now more relaxed in his arms.

Erick didn't want to end this moment but he was afraid that he might not be able to control his self. His heart was beating like crazy right now. He could feel her warmth and her scent was starting to intoxicate his mind.

When he noticed that Elle stopped crying and she calmed down already, he spoke up.