Max stretched his body with his eyes still closed. His brain was awake, alerted by the natural alarm clock inside him, but his eyes remained closed, the exhaustion in his body telling him to sleep longer.
That morning, the forest was still shrouded in a thin mist. The sounds of insects and birds just waking up provided a soothing natural backdrop. He intended to continue sleeping longer, but his hand reflexively moved to the side, finding that spot empty, causing his brain to activate. His hand repeatedly checked until he finally opened his eyes.
As he opened his eyes, he was stunned. His first glance wasn't directed at the trees or the pale sky beginning to be illuminated by light, but at the figure of Mehwa sitting not far from him. The girl wasn't just sitting; she was posing in a way
