Sage
The moment the door clicked shut behind me, Eve was there.
She threw herself into my arms, wrapping tight around my neck like she’d been waiting for this exact second. I caught her instinctively, pulling her close, burying my face in her hair and breathing her in—lavender shampoo, a hint of her perfume, the warmth of her skin after a long day. My hands moved on their own, one sliding up to cradle the back of her head, fingers threading through soft strands, the other stroking slow, soothing circles down her back.
We stayed like that for long minutes, just holding each other, her heartbeat thudding against mine.
“Everything alright?” I asked softly, my voice muffled against her hair.
She shook her head, a small, shaky movement, and sniffled.
I pulled back just enough to look at h
