Evelyn's eyes were fixed on him.Mesmerized by his care and his affection.The way he tended to her wounds made her heart melt.How could she possibly keep pretending to be mad at such a sweet soul?"Are you still feeling any pain?" John. asked.Evelyn was still looking at him with such intensity and he felt uncomfortable."Evelyn!" He snapped.Evelyn blinked her eyes, to bring herself back to reality as he flashed his hands over her face."Did you even hear what I said," John asked."I'm sorry I didn't get any of that." She admitted as her head dropped."Are you still feeling the pains on her shoulders?" He asked again."I'm. Fine..."Evelyn tried to move her arms but it only made it worse and she winced in pain because the pain was unbearable."Don't hurt yourself." He warned.John glanced at Evelyn and he noticed the blood stains on her face and clothes."I'll be back," John said as he stood up."Where are you going?""The bathroom." He replied in a low tone.Evelyn gave a nod as s
"What is it?" Sullivan asked.She raised her gaze to look at him but she shook her head.Erica shifted slightly, resting her head more comfortably on Sullivan’s shoulder as the evening breeze whispered through the trees."Are you sure you don't have anything to tell me?" He asked."Don't worry about it." The gentle rustling of leaves filled the silence between them. For a moment, everything felt almost peaceful, as if the weight of the world had temporarily lifted.Erica’s heart was heavy with something she had been carrying for far too long.This was something she always wanted but she didn't want to feel like she was forcing him“Sullivan,” she began, her voice barely above a whisper.He turned his head slightly, sensing the seriousness in her tone. He was relieved that was finally ready to speak to him.“What is it?” he asked, his voice calm, though a flicker of concern crossed his features.She hesitated, gathering her thoughts. This wasn’t something she could just blurt out.
The night had settled in by the time Sullivan and Erica returned to their home. The warmth of the living room welcomed them as they entered, but the tension from their earlier conversation lingered in the air. Sullivan couldn’t shake the worry gnawing at him, and he knew Erica wasn’t entirely at ease either."Do you want some tea?" Erica asked, breaking the silence as she headed towards the kitchen.Sullivan followed her, watching as she moved around the kitchen with practice ease. "Let me help you with that."Erica smiled faintly, but it didn’t reach her eyes. "I’ve got it, Sully. You should rest."Ignoring her, Sullivan stepped in, taking the kettle from her hands. "You’ve been through enough today. Let me take care of you for once."Erica hesitated, then nodded, stepping aside. She watched as he prepared the tea, his movements careful and deliberate. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to her.As the tea steeped, Sullivan glanced at her, noticing the way her shoulder
Erica walked quietly through the dimly lit hallway, her bare feet making soft sounds against the wooden floor. The weight of the night still clung to her, but she pushed it aside, focusing instead on her next task—checking on Evelyn.As she approached Evelyn’s room, Erica noticed the door slightly ajar. Pushing it open gently, she was surprised to find John sitting beside the bed. His tall frame was hunched over, his hands resting on the armrests of the chair, and his eyes were closed as he slept. She heaved a sighed as she stared him.His expression, usually so guarded and stern, seemed peaceful and almost vulnerable in sleep.For a moment, Erica stood in the doorway, her eyes softened as she took in the scene. She couldn’t help but think about how sweet they looked togetherJohn, the steadfast protector, and Evelyn was always fierce and she noticed she was independent woman.Often she found their bickering cute but she knew it was impossible between those two.But the fact still
When Erica got back the moment she opened the door the first person she saw was Sullivan. "Babe, Where have you been?" He asked with his eyes filled with drowsiness. "Are you up already?" Erica asked going over to his side. "Not really," He groaned. Before Erica could say another word he pulled her to himself. His arms were around her waist as he buried his face in her neck. "Let's stay like this a little longer. "He sighs."Hmm." Erica's hand goes into his hair and gently begins to caress it. The texture was so soft that Erica couldn't help but smile.She pulled back and looked into his eyes which were still trying to stay open. "If you are tired then you should get some sleep." Erica turned. "I don't want to. " Erica moved forward and pressed a kiss on his forehead. "You are tired and I don't like the way I'm ""You are tired, and I don’t like seeing you this way," Erica whispered, her lips lingering against his forehead.Sullivan tightened his hold on her waist, refusin
The next morning just before breakfast a meeting was fixed so they could discuss how to solve the problem they indirectly created for themselves. The atmosphere in the room was tense as Sullivan, Erica, Evelyn, and John gathered around the table, maps and documents spread out before them. The weight of their responsibilities hung heavily in the air, each of them acutely aware of the dangers that lay ahead. The South had become a critical battleground, and now they were forced to adjust their strategies in light of the new developments.Sullivan ran a hand through his hair, his expression grim as he surveyed the situation. "We need to move quickly. The longer we wait, the more fortified their positions will become.""Since they already know we went to the south."John, standing by his side, nodded in agreement. His hand where in his pocket studying the items on the table. "We can’t afford to be caught off guard. Our enemies are expecting us, which means we need to outmaneuver the
Erica noticed that he wanted some alone time with Evelyn, so she followed John outside.She didn’t have a problem leaving her husband with Evelyn because she trusted her.She could see how John was beginning to get agitated, so she placed a hand on his shoulder."Don’t worry, she’ll be fine," she said to him."I wasn’t worried about her," John lied, trying to avert his gaze."You don’t have to hide it because I know you care about her," Erica said with a smile. "Do you have feelings for her?" she added.This time John flinched because he wasn’t expecting her to ask such a straightforward question."It’s okay to want something for yourself," she said softly."It’s just complicated," he sighed in distress."Don’t worry, you’ll be fine," Erica chuckled. "Come on, let’s go," she added as they continued to walk down the hallway.---Evelyn was still watching Sullivan as he stood in front of her.She felt her heart beating in her chest because she was scared of being alone with him.She fea
Evelyn's heart was racing, but she forced herself to remain composed. Sullivan's apology had caught her off guard, and she was struggling to process the emotions it stirred within her. For months, she had carried the weight of her past actions, believing she was beyond forgiveness, even from herself. Yet, here was Sullivan, acknowledging her pain, even thanking her."Set things right?" Evelyn echoed, her voice tinged with bitterness. "You can't just say a few words and expect everything to be okay.""I know," Sullivan said, his gaze steady. "But it's a start. I don't expect you to forgive me, and I don't expect us to go back to how things were. I just wanted you to know that I recognize the good you've done."Evelyn looked away, her fingers fidgeting as she tried to hold back the tears threatening to spill. She hated how vulnerable she felt in front of him, hated that despite everything, his words affected her so deeply."Why are you doing this?" she asked, her voice barely above