Chapter 37

I rested my forehead on his wide shoulder for a while, and neither one of us made any comment. We just remained there in quiet, appreciating one other's company. Relaxing in Justine's arms helped me feel a lot more comfortable and safer than anyplace else, and because this would be our final opportunity to create a safe environment and rest for a long time, I wanted to make the most of it. Because I don't know when I'll have another opportunity to cuddle up with Justine. He kissed the temple of my head and pressed his lips against my skin for a fraction of a second, sending thrills up my spine. "It's all right to feel terrified, Clementia. It's not an indication of immaturity." "I understand," I said. He was quiet again, his eyes fixed on nothing other than particularly. I could tell he was frightened because of the tightness of his jawline and the tight grasp he had over my shoulders. Justine has lost a large number of people since the epidemic began, so he's no newcome