HE/HEROINE AND MY VILLAINESS
(A TASTE OF DREAMS)
After three minutes, she then sat up in bed and found that the curtain to the glass door on her terrace was already open. At first she was shocked, but a sudden realization made her feel relaxed.
"Is Mary." She thought.
'Mary must have come to my room to wake me up and give up upon seeing I was still sleeping,'
She sighed and stood up from the bed. Her long hair then glides effortlessly through her back, and the strap of her sleeping gown strips a little, revealing her smooth and baby soft shoulder. She looks like a mess, but yet still beautiful.
She went over to her terrace glass door and opened it wide, making the fresh wind rush inside her room like a excited bird who waits for it's release to fly away through a beautiful place.
