Chapter 43 The D-Day...!

Richard's point of view...

What the hell was wrong with me...! I couldn't understand why all my senses were blocked when I saw her.

As we reached her house, I turned to her to say that we were here but as I saw her leaning against the window glass and sleeping soundly, my heart fluttered.

I stopped the car and my fingers reached out for those hair strands on her face, blocking my view.

It was the same feeling I had in my dream that day, but then I couldn't see her and now she was here with me.

I shouldn't be doing this, I shouldn't be harboring such feelings for her but it was still out of my control.

I couldn't stop myself from touching her. As my hand brushed her face, that tenderness under my fingers jerked me. I can't explain that feeling.

She was so soft that I stressed that I would hurt her with the touch of my fingers on her and so I hesitatingly pulled my hand back.

I just wanted to whiff off those hair strands from her face so leaned closer.

But before I could blow, s