I don't know how many minutes I've been staring at Lucas' face. Since earlier when I woke up, I just stared and didn't leave his side.
He was still sleeping soundly, that's why I hesitated to wake him up. I think there is some emotion that is holding me back.
It's an incredible sensation to watch someone you love. I also saw that my wrath toward him seemed to have temporarily subsided. Although the Lucas I first fell in love with had a drastically different face from the one he has today, I can't deny that my affection for him hasn't changed at all, as he slumbers soundly. For me, he continues to be the most attractive man I have ever loved.
Meanwhile, he moved. That's why I was so afraid that he would catch me staring at him, so I hurried to go back to bed.
I intended to pretend to be
