“Are you feeling better?” George asked softly, his throat clenched.
Isabelle remained silent, George getting no response.
The girl in his arms suddenly shifted her head, turning from face–down to resting her face against his stomach. George quietly sighed in relief. Only then did he dare to look down at her.
Carefully, he brushed the hair away from her face and saw that her eyes were closed, her breathing steady, she was clearly falling asleep. So, he stayed still and served as her pillow.
As her breathing grew deeper and more regular, George’s tense body gradually relaxed. He gazed at her peaceful sleeping face, his eyes softening, and smiled gently. He watched her sleep.
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