Don't Walk Away

Nick pushed the door open and sauntered into the room. He was welcomed by a sea of darkness rife with profound silence. It took him a moment to adjust to the darkness and another to find her bundled up under the velvety cover. She was sleeping on her side, facing away. His eyes longingly trailed the outline of her body through the cover. An air of sorrow had shrouded her delicate form dulling her scintillating aura. Without her light, shadows had began to crowd in on him. With purposeful strides and gaze transfixed on her, he approached her.

Lifting the cover he slipped in and settled next to her sleeping form. Resting his back on the headboard he gazed down at her. A tender emotion swell within him as he observed the most stubborn woman he ever had to deal with. Only a side of her face was visible to his eyes and it was enough to make him sigh out in yearning. His fingers of their own will found their way to her scattered locks. Gripping one around his finger he felt the soft textur