Damien smiled sloppily, his eyes closed before drifting off. She watched him for a few second before heading to the walk-in to get changed. As she glanced at the mirror, she realized how flushed her face was, almost red for no reason. Even her lips look swollen. She also noticed the change in her ever since she decided to work things with Damien. She no longer looked like a dead skeleton roaming around or as if she has eaten something nasty. It was definitely a nice change. She got back and climbed in beside him, moving closer and settling comfortably in the crook of his arms.
"Goodnight, Damien," She mumbled.
"I love you, Hazel..." Damien muttered, surprising her and she raised her eyes to his face. But he was fast asleep. Was he dreaming or something? He even dreams of her, Hazel w
