At 6 a.m., Casey had just woken up. She glanced around, realizing that she was still in the late Clara's room. The girl was silent while feeling her right side in a prone position, imagining the times she was still with Nathan there.
'Usually, you'd wake up earlier but you're still here to just hug me. I miss those warm hugs,' she thought with a smile. 'Is it possible that such things will happen to me again like me, or will this all just be my imagination? I really can't stop thinking about you... I've always wanted you and for some reason, the pain in my heart from Michael's treatment just vanished just because of your presence. You are like a medicine to heal the wounds in my heart And like my guardian angel.
Dress... drett...