The following day, Louise woke up earlier than usual and was greeted by Graham's face close to hers. While sleeping, it seemed like both of them had moved closer to each other, and she noticed his hair had turned messy.
Yesterday when he had helped her wash her back, he had also lightly massaged her shoulders, relieving the knots formed in her muscles that helped her sleep better. In the beginning, she hadn't understood the chatter and murmurs that surrounded him, but now that she did, Louise admired him.
His lips were slightly parted, and he breathed in and out as he continued to sleep.
Not wanting to disturb him, Louise rolled to her side of the bed and got out of the bed. She picked up her robe that was hanging on the stand, wearing it, she tied the belt around her waist. The sun had only risen, and she decided to go to the kitchen and prepare the tea herself.
