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“Goodnight” My heart kept beating faster and faster as I read through the texts and when I got to the part of goodnight, my countenance changed. She was going to bed already? It was still as early as 9pm right? I swear I wanted to talk to her more. From her texts, I could literally hear her voice and see her beautiful smile in front of my eyes. The color of her skin was like a torment to me and I wanted to run my hands through them. Shs was a fucking work of art, I couldn’t lie and that septum piercing gave her a different kind of aura that I could not explain. With every fiber of her being, she was drawing me closer.

I also wish him goodnight with a grin. I lie down and again start looking at his pictures. With each passing moment, the embers of desire grow stronger, fueling a longing that consumes my thoughts. I find solace in the quiet intimacy of my bedroom, enveloped in the warmth of my hugging pillow, as I surrender to the dreams that dance through my mind.

It was a comforting sound, grounding her in the reality that he was safe and she was no longer trapped in the nightmare. Feeling his warmth and strength against her, Gowthami’s fear slowly ebbed away. She felt a profound sense of gratitude that Rajeev was with her, unharmed. The nightmare, though frighteningly realistic, was behind her now. She closed her eyes, focusing on the soothing rhythm of his breathing, and allowed herself to relax. Holding Rajeev tightly, she whispered, "I love you," before letting the comforting embrace of sleep claim her once more. This time, her sleep was peaceful, her fears quelled by the reassurance of Rajeev’s presence beside her.

The soft hum of the air conditioner and the distant sounds of the city outside created a soothing background noise, and I finally succumbed to exhaustion. But just as I was about to fall into a deep sleep, I thought I heard a faint whisper: "Goodnight, Emma." I smiled to myself, knowing Gabe was still awake, watching over me from the couch. Despite my best efforts to resist, a small part of me felt grateful for his presence, and I let that feeling carry me into a restless sleep. ******

he asks softly. I shake my head, but instead of words, he pulls me closer. I can feel his eyes on me, full of concern, but I’m too tired to acknowledge it. Slowly, I close my eyes, letting sleep take over. The last thing I hear is his gentle whisper, “Sleep well, princess. I’ll be here when you wake up.” As I drift off into dreamland, a smile tugs at my lips. The warmth and safety of this moment—it’s a feeling beyond words, beyond anything I’ve ever known.

Of course, I could not complain because there was absolutely nothing to complain about, but sometimes I felt like I was living a fairytale that I had never once dared imagine that I would be in; and honestly, at times, a doubt burned in the depth of my mind- the doubt that all that was going on between us both would last as long as I hoped it would. Adrian's soft snores were the only sound in the quiet room and I continued to watch, like the creep that I was, his chest rise and fall with each intake and exhaust of breath. To view such a beautiful sight daily was a blessing that I would not mind being continuously graced with. However, my morning doze off creepy watching had to be cut shut as

A wave of warmth filled my heart, reminding me that I wasn’t fighting this battle alone. I lowered my head, looking at Neil, asleep in my arms. He nestled close against my chest, his breathing soft and steady, like a gentle kitten. I ran my fingers tenderly through his hair, my gaze softening as I whispered, “Sweetheart, I’ll get you out of here very soon.”

I settle beside him and begin to read the story immediately. The story is a sweet, simple tale of a brave knight and his journey to protect his kingdom. As I read, his eyes droop, as his little hands clutch the stuffed wolf tighter. Soon enough, he’s asleep, his breathing soft and even. I lean down, brushing a kiss against his forehead. “Goodnight, little prince.” This moment feels me with undescribable joy in my heart. As I step out of the room, I almost run into Stacy by the door. She looks at me, an odd mix of surprise and something else in her gaze. “You’re done?”

After watching my trending topic soar to the top of the list, I happily prepared to sleep. Within half an hour, I heard Cade's hurried, heavy footsteps approaching. "Jodi! Is this how you're getting back at me? Who is that man?" A picture was thrown at my face. Half the picture was my suggestive bedroom photo, while the other half was a passionate shot of Cade pinning Summer Langford against a window. This was exactly the trending news I had the paparazzi release.

Cute! “Goodnight sweetheart”