##Chapter 57
Her Sugar Boy
Michelle's POV
It was a working day already. I woke up earlier than usual, but still didn't see Lucian beside me. ‘When exactly does he sleep?’ I thought as I stretched my body as I stared at the atmosphere outside.
The early hours possess a unique ambiance, a delicate veil of tranquility that envelops the world. “He should be around the mansion” I mumbled to myself as I wore his shirts, taking a step outside.
In those quiet moments before dawn, a sense of stillness reigns, broken only by the soft whispers of the waking day. The air is crisp, carrying the promise of a new beginning, while shadows dance in the ethereal light.
It's a time when emotions are raw, when solitude and contemplation intertwine, offering a canvas for introspection and creativity.
