When the doctor finished her examination, Tristan had turned off all the lights in his room, leaving one of the bedside lamps on so Ava won't be too scared waking up in an unfamiliar room.
He sat on the bed next to Ava, he knew he had strong feelings for her, after all, he'd never felt attracted to anyone as he was to her, but tonight ironed out any doubts if he ever had any about their future. He was going to spend his whole life with Ava and he would do everything possible to convince her.
She was sleeping so peacefully, her face serene with no tinge of what happened earlier. She looked like an angel.
He liked seeing her sleeping on his bed, the last time she was in his house, she avoided coming into his bedroom, probably thinking it was inappropriate. But now she was here, and it seemed like everything was falling into place.
