Helena was still haunted by her sister's death. Even though it was 3 years ago, the memories wouldn't leave her alone. And she has gotten better. She can get through the day without being bothered too much.

But at night? When she was sleeping? She hasn't gotten through a single night without thinking of the death. It was annoying, to say the least.

Tonight, she laid on the couch with you. She was on your chest, asleep. Until she jerked awake suddenly. She took a moment to catch her breath, then felt your hand run through her hair. She sighed and dropped her face into your chest.

"Sorry." She apologized, holding you tighter.