Rebecca Quentin drew a sharp breath, and upon confirming that he was simply holding her, her tense body slowly relaxed...
His embrace was just like before, pressing closely against her from behind.
She suddenly felt a sweetness in her heart, like honey, because he, in his slumber, was just as he used to be.
Allowing him to hold her, she closed her eyes, and her eyelids, long resisting the pull of sleep, finally surrendered due to her body's fatigue...
Rebecca Quentin had no idea what time it was when she woke up, but the moment she opened her eyes, she glanced sharply at the spot beside her, only to find he was no longer there.
The strong sunlight streaming in from outside reminded her that it was at least midday. She sat up, clutching the blanket, looking at the empty space beside her with a hint of desolation.
How did she fall asleep?
