EngelsMelodie

sleepless It was a weird feeling to hold the sleeping Bella in my arms. Weird and yet unbelievable good. I hummed the tune of a lullaby that had come to my mind just like that in this peaceful moment and yet it sounded awfully familiar. Just like it was new and so familiar to hold Bella. Her sleeping face was blank of any expression and then again it seemed to be painted with deep lines of comfort. I couldn't stop looking at her. The way she was breathing not even aware of this act or how her heart was beating in a slow rhythm of life, barely visible at her neck. Every pulse a sign of new life and she wasn't even aware of it. It was quite