I wake up early in the morning to see Adonis sitting at the edge of my bed. I groan and stretch my arms, smiling as the memories of our love comes flooding my mind.
I'm surprised that I'm wearing one of my sleeping gowns even though I remember that I slept off wearing nothing last night. He must've pull it out from my wardrobe and dressed me while I was asleep.
This reality is too precious and too good to be true for a girl like me who had never been in any romantic relationship before.
As the blur in my vision clears up, I notice that Adonis is staring at me with a look of guilt and pain in his eyes. I dreamt of this occurrence at some point in my sleep but I dreaded it from ever becoming a reality.
Just look at those eyes. . .
No, he shouldn’t look at me like that. What we shared ye
