Zinnia & Nico || Safe In Your Arms
Zinnia was laying down in her soft bed, covers pulled up tight around her in a protective cocoon. She was exhausted, having not slept very well the last couple days after the event that took place. An icy chill runs down her spine every time she thinks about it. Dora had been by her side, the two girls practically connected at the hip since neither wanted to leave the others side. But with Cassim finally up and about, she understood her friend's need to be with him.
Her arm ached with inside it's cast, throbbing in pain. Feeling lonely and vulnerable, she was about to leave the safety of her bed and blankets when she heard her bedroom doors swing open.

















