Clarabell's POV
As we finished our ice cream, I suggested we see a movie. I couldn't help but steal glances at Ryan occasionally, my heart filled with affection. I still couldn't believe how much I'd fallen for him, especially considering how much I'd initially disliked him.
My mind wandered back to our first encounters, and I smiled, resting my head on Ryan's shoulder as we watched the movie. Before I knew it, my eyelids slowly closed.
The next thing I knew, I was being carried to my room. Ryan gently placed me on my bed, leaving a tender kiss on my forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow," he whispered, before quietly exiting my room.
I drifted off to sleep with a contented smile. But my peaceful slumber was short-lived, as Ryan woke me up with gentle kisses the next morning.
"Wakey, wakey
