Aerith's POV
I curled on one of the creamy leather sofas in the leaving area while I snored off. My brows creased when I felt someone touch my face. I felt the hand go into my hair.
My heart raced as I jolted out of my deep slumber. I had been deep in sleep but not too deep to miss that touch. To worsen my nervousness, the incident in the library still scared the wits out of me.
I darted my eyes to see who was it.
"Did I wake you up?" Freya asked me in a soft voice.
I exhaled and touched my hand to my chest to relieve myself. I was grateful that she was the one and not who I thought it would be.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't intend to do that." Freya apologized.
I nodded and dropped my legs from the chair. I rested back in the chair and yawned.
"You don't have to apologize, Freya. It's
