Alex's POV
I woke up because the sun was hitting the glass wall of the living room and making the white marble floor look like it was on fire, and for a second I forgot where I was or why my arm felt completely numb.
I looked down and saw Krystal’s head resting on my shoulder, and she was still sound asleep with her hand curled against my chest while we both lay there on the expensive rug where we had finished the pizza.
We hadn't even made it to the bedroom because we had spent hours talking about our old professors and the cheap coffee shops we used to visit, and eventually, the exhaustion must have just taken over both of us right there on the floor.
I stayed perfectly still because I didn't want to wake her up, and I realized that for the first time in three years, the constant
