OPHELIA'S POV
This is the best pillow ever. It's warm and it's soft. It even smells nice. If only I could wake up like this every day. Ahh, this is almost magic-
Wait, why is this pillow hard now. And why does it have arms?
My eyes open immediately and find myself in Xavier's arms. His soft snores fill the room as his chest heaves gently. He has his arm tightly wrapped around me and the other on his stomach. My head lied on his chest. I don't remember sleeping like this.
The last thing I remember is playing with his hair while he slept soundly. I looked back at him and saw him sleeping like a baby. The frown that always stayed on his face was no longer there. He looked at peace. Almost, happy. Without any worries. About his mom and sisters, about school, about Nicole.
