ALEXANDER
It is morning, and the ray of sunshine is shining through the window, brightening my eyes. I look up and notice that Olivia is asleep, and I slept on her lap. She must have slept uncomfortably. Why did she not get up and leave when she realised that I was sleeping?
But then, I always feel rejuvenated from sleeping in her touch.
I breathe, looking up at her. The sun is shining on her face. I can’t help but stretch my hand and reach for her face. She has soft, diligent skin. She takes care of her skin a lot; I notice her whenever we are in the bathroom together.
She starts moving and instantly catches my hand on her face. She scratches it really hard as if she is washing her hair. Her eyes open, finally waking up from her dream and she realizes that she was scratching my ha
