Mario point of view
Morning sunlight penetrates behind the bedroom window, Mario slowly opens his eyes that are still reluctant to wake up, he stares at the face of the woman who was still sleeping soundly beside him.
He stroked her hair softly. touched her shoulder which looked bright under the refractive sunshine. He was still stroking the shoulder, landing a small kiss there. Last night was really beautiful, so he couldn't help smiling remembering all of it.
Bey's face that endured pain but tried to smile never failed in Mario's brain, instead he was afraid,
I'm the one who will disappoint you, Bey ...
Mario grabbed Bey's hand, hooked their fingers, he squeezed a little, tightened his grip, he didn't want to let go of this tiny palm.
"Thanks, honey," whispered Mario behind Bey's neck.
Bey could feel warm steam on the skin on her sensitive neck but she didn't open her eyes.
Mario checks her forehead, Bey's body is so hot! He immediately panicked
