As if sensing her thoughts, Theodore whispered in her ear, “Did you hear something?"

Subconsciously, Ariana rubbed her itchy ears and held her breath. He was right!

The rustling sound returned—the roach was back!

At that moment, she didn't dare to think of anything else. She nestled in Theodore's arms, pressing her nose against his neck. She wished she could cling to him as closely as possible.

The next morning, Ariana awoke in a haze. Her eyes were still closed as she rubbed her face against something under her head, still half-asleep.