Amethyst’s POV
The warm ray of sunlight hit my face, and I fluttered my eyes open slowly, adjusting to the brightness of the new day.
As I shifted to one side, I felt something resting on my stomach. Curiosity piqued, I looked down to see that it was Devon's arm, comfortably draped across my waist.
I turned my head slightly to my side and gently laid back down, taking a moment to gaze at the peaceful sleeping figure of Devon beside me.
He appeared much more tranquil in his slumber, a stark contrast to the animated conversations we often had while awake. A chuckle escaped me at that thought.
It had been three weeks since Devon decided to stay here with me in New York, and in that relatively short span of time, we had seamlessly developed a routine that we followed almost every day.
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