Chapter 27

Aaron woke around seven in the morning. As he tried to shift to roll onto another side but frowned as he felt heaviness on his body. He forced his eyes open and winced at the sudden brightness of the room, concealing his eyes and beaming on his face. He was in his farmhouse which was far away from any tall buildings and city's nuisance, in any deserted place so of course nature would kiss his face at whatever point he opened his eyes. But he instantly looked at the little woman in his arms who was in her very peaceful slumber sleeping on his chest, treating him like a bed. 

It's her. 

He looked at her face and studied her appearance as he wanted to portray every corner of her face into his eyes. Her face is the only thing which makes him sure that the last night is reality not his own dream. It felt somewhat like he was still in his dream because he never ever thought in his life that someday he would share such an intimate moment