Do I want her to feel it?

POV Kael:

I stood up from the gray suede armchair in the corner of Vanya’s room. My movements were silent. I walked to the edge of the bed and looked down at her sleeping form. Her back was bare, showing the map of jagged, angry scars Vulkan had carved into her skin over the years. I reached down, grabbed the heavy comforter, and pulled it up over her shoulders, covering her broken but beautiful b