Robin POV
So, there I was, lying next to Oliver, feeling my heart racing, like it was going to explode at any second. My head was a complete mess, and all I could think about was him. Like, a lot. But, of course, there was a big problem with all of this, and it wasn't a small one: I knew he was completely blinded by someone else. He didn't even really notice me, nor did he realize how much I cared about him... And who did he see? Emma, of course. Always Emma.
I stayed there, looking at him and studying every feature of his face, as if I were trying to memorize every detail and every little line that appeared on his face while he slept, breathing calmly. It even seemed like he had no idea of the chaos I was feeling inside, as if he didn't know that I was madly in love with him. And then,
