Vlad's POV
I slid my hand over her cheek. I do it gently so as not to startle her, but I do want her to wake up. Simply because I want her to have breakfast with me, simply because I want to hear her hum, whatever she hums while serving food on her plate.
I still find it hard to believe that last night I made her mine. I still struggle to accept that Rebecca willingly gave herself to me. I still can't get over the fact that I declared my feelings to her like a damn lunatic.
Desperate and crazy because I thought she would tell me to go to hell.
I feel blessed. I feel like a fool. I feel like I'm in heaven, even though I live in hell itself.
I don't deserve her. I know I don't deserve an angel like her. I know I don't even deserve to have been rewarded with her purity, but I'm so selfis
