KIERAN’S POV
The morning sun poked at my eyelids, forcing me to squint against the bright light. I groaned and raised a heavy hand to shield my eyes as I sat up.
My back was stiff, and my spine popped with a slow, painful stretch. I stayed like that for a moment, waiting for my head to clear.
That’s when I felt it. There was a warmth against my skin, the weight of fingers locked tightly through mine.
I slowly looked to my side and saw Sienna. She was fast asleep, her head resting on my pillow.
I opened my mouth to wake her up, ready to tell her to get out and never come back. But the words died in my throat.
She looked different when she was like this. Her face was calm. She looked softer and maybe pretty.
"Oh come on, man. Pretty?" I muttered to myself, shaking my head.
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