CAINE'S P.O.V
I woke up before the sun rose.
Nadine lay sleeping next to me, her back pressed up against my front and her hands holding onto my forearm.
I lay there for a minute just watching her. She looked peaceful when she slept. She didn't seem to carry the weight of the world. Her long lashes fanned her cheeks and her chest rose and fell with every soft breath. She was beautiful, even when she wasn't trying.
This was the most peaceful I'd seen her in a while. Being on the road was scary, there was never a time to let your guard down. She hadn't even looked this peaceful at the bunker and while I didn't trust these people, I was grateful that they at least gave her a semblance of safety.
I kissed her forehead before slowly detangling myself from her. She murmured a few inaudible words under her breath but didn't rouse. I watched her for a moment longer before finally dragging myself out of the room.
