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Ready when you are

Liyah's POV

After hours of feeling exposed and uncomfortable, I finally relaxed when I heard him begin to snore lightly. He had been asleep for about an hour now. I tried to get some sleep as well but it seemed an impossible task so I gave up.

As I felt him jerk sharply on the bed, I quickly drew up the duvet. I had put it down a little when he had fallen sleepy. I risked a glance at him and grimaced in surprise when I saw that he was still asleep.

My frown deepened as I took in the sight of his shaky hands, his heaving chest, parted lips and the beads of sweat that stood on his forehead. I sat up in bed, observing him curiously. Was he sick or something?

I saw his hands shake once more as he twisted his neck from side to side, breathing heavily. "P-please, let her be..." I heard him pant. "Let her go... please... Elle..."

My brows furrowed. Elle. Who was that?