Ophelia 14
Julian’s POV
I woke up to someone knocking on the bedroom door. The knocking had plucked me up straight from a dream I had been having. I woke up disoriented. I did not know what time it was and could not check because I did not know where my watch was. This was, hands down, the best sleep I had had in ages. Apparently, Ophelia was not only soft and smooth all over; she was also a good smoother. I regretted not dragging her to my bedroom as soon as she had gotten here. It did not matter though, from now hence forth, I was going to keep her by my side every night. I would have continued daydreaming and having wishful thinking if not for whoever was on the other side.
“What do you want?” I asked as soon as I opened the door, my words an angry whisper. I did not want to wake Oph
