Direction

SIBYL

A hand softly stroking my hair and the familiar sweet scent made me wake up from my short sleep. I already know who this is. I slowly turned, not that I see him but I know that's the direction he is facing.

"Ulric?" I called him.

"Yes, I am right here." He answered.

I sighed in relief, maybe someone I should be happy to see. Even if he's just one of them, he is the one who makes me feel most comfortable.

"Can I hug you?" He asked me.

I nodded, "That's what I need right now to stop myself from shivering. I don't understand why I haven't stopped shivering since. I wonder what it would be like if I can see them."

He pulled me into his arms. That sweet scent made me feel safe. I clutched into his arms tighter.

"Think of anything that makes you happy. Try to drown in it. Has anything made you happy in the past few months?"

I thought about it. I've been happy since I knew Ulric. He has been the sweetest person to me. But why can't I stop thinking about Ronther. He hates me, ye