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So many secrets inside her of her that she isn’t ready to divulge.
Her parents.
Elijah.
The man who hurt her.
Were they all linked? Or were they separate incidents?
Where are her parents? Where is Eve’s family? Nobody reached out to her after the incident at her dance studio was on the news.
She always had deep ties to her blood. Willful, rebellious as she was, she was always attached to her family. From what little I know, her father was a harsh man but loved her dearly. Her mother was a quiet woman who adored her daughter, while disapproving of her habits.
There was an adopted brother as well, or something along those lines.
A boy she grew up with.
Where are they?
I am drawn from my musings when Eve jerks in her sleep, a violent tremor and a hissing of breath.
“No,” the word is torn from her throat, fear in them, a half-broken sob.
“Enough. Please, stop!”
My blood runs cold at the words, and I still.
She is having a nightmare.
But I heard the words before when I was taking care of her during her fever.
“Not the baby, Tom! Please, no!”
She curls up into a ball, whimpering.
I smell the salt of her tears before I see them and I turn her over, pinning her thrashing form to the bed, growling. “Eve. Eve! Wake up.”
She struggles wildly and I tighten my grip on her, feeling helpless, unable to protect her from the monsters in her head.
“Eve!” I shake her.
That does the trick.
Her eyes open, blank and unseeing, still gripped in the throes of the nightmare. “W-what?”
“Eve,” her name is as soft murmur now as I release her shoulder in favor of stroking her face. “You’re here. You’re safe.”
Her eyes clear as she focuses them on me, still retaining that wild look in them.
“You’re safe,” I repeat.
She stares at me, mumbling something so softly that I nearly miss it. “I’m safe.”
The relief that replaces the stark fear in her eyes is so profound as she finally recognizes me. The remaining tear that slips down the side of her face goes unnoticed, and I let her watch me in silence.
“What…?” Her voice is hoarse from our encounter a few hours ago, and I try to keep the growing fury inside me from showing on my face.
“You had a nightmare.”
