Alan continued listening to the voice recording for another thirty minutes before he stopped and stood up.
"Let's go home now," he said and waited for Vienna to stand up, but he didn't hear any movement from her.
He sat down again and moved his hand steadily to find her and found that she was already sleeping with her head on the arm of the chair.
A smile curved from the corner of his mouth as he realized it, and he moved closer, sitting next to her.
His hand fell on her face and slowly came to rest on her lips.
Alan felt a thump in his heart as he reminisced about their kiss from that night, and his lips parted.
Because it involved his mother and sister, he didn't want to dig into who did it, but then he wondered how it would be like to kiss her under no influence.
Lowering his fac
