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The worry in Lucien's face together with the moonlight shining through his eyes were the first thing I saw the moment I pushed the blanket off of my body, and that made him look so majestic in my eyes. For some reason, he looked so slow, as if the environment was highlighting every single movement of him.
The way his feet landed on the ground in a hurried manner, how his coat swayed in the air as it rested on top of his shoulders, how his hair moved and shook with every step he made — they were all evident in my eyes. He looked like something that came directly out of a movie.
Suddenly, that slow motion event in my eyes stopped and his movements became fast once again. In a blink, Lucien is already on the side of my bed, kneeling on the ground as his hand caresses my arm, makin
