First, five minutes passed…
Then ten…
Slowly, forty minutes ticked by… and Charles started to feel his shoulder go numb, a nagging tingle settling in.
He'd waited patiently for Nora to wake up, but what he hadn't expected…
Was for her to stay asleep for so long!
'Damn it, almost an hour!' he thought, glancing at Nora, who was still leaning on his shoulder, snoring softly.
Was she really fast asleep in a situation like this?
Her eyes were closed, and her face—sharp yet soft, with brown hair falling in loose waves—looked oddly peaceful.
'She looks… kinda cute,' he admitted to himself, quickly shoving the thought aside.
If there was one thing Charles had promised himself, it was not to get attached to anything that would make leaving the clan harder.
But something made him pause.
The absolute silence around them was eerie.
The air barrier Nora had created to block the baby's cry was still active, muting even the chirping of birds or the rustle of leaves.
