Tiona watched Thirteen softly breath as he slept right beside her.
His face was still a little flushed from their earlier lovemaking, but he looked very peaceful in his sleep. It was an expression only those whom he truly trusted had the privilege to see.
And she was one of those people.
The young lady wiped his body with a piece of cloth, ensuring to be gentle so that he wouldn't wake up from his slumber.
She tended to him as if he was the most precious thing in the world to her.
Thirteen was her friend.
Her supporter.
And her beloved.
He occupied a very big piece of her heart, and just being with him made her life feel complete.
When he made love with her earlier, she felt like the happiest lady in the world. Tiona understood that in this lifetime, she was bound to share Zion with other women.
But that was fine with her.
The young lady slowly held Thirteen's hand and watched as the thread of destiny fluttered from his pinky finger.
