A N T O N I A P O V
The bright sun was hitting on my face, disturbing my morning sleep. It was a bit bothersome, so I turned the opposite side, only to snuggle into a hard flash. I don't remember sleeping with someone or something last night.
I gradually opened my eyes, trying to adjust the brightness that was coming in from the window. Honestly, who would leave the curtain open like this? Still, on the bed, I glanced at my surroundings to find out that I was in our room on our bed.
How to heck did I get in here? Did I not sleep outside on the balcony last night?
I attempted to get up but could not because a giant hand wrapped around my small waist protectively. Lifting my head up, I found the owner of the hand; it was Walid, sleeping next to me.
I think his morning appearance is
