- [Music Recommendation: "Soffia La Notte" by Fabrizio Paterlini - available in Youtube or Spotify] ~ Please listen to it in a loop while you read this part to experience the utmost beauty of this chapter ~
- [Please note: This chapter is written in Hora's POV - the next morning after the party]
Slowly opening my eyes, I was greeted by the morning dawn that could be seen from the room's large windows. The image of Verrill playing on the piano beside it, still lingered in my mind. Well, it was no wonder since it was such a beautiful sight.
Chuckling to myself, I looked down and noticed Verrill was holding my hand, while he sat on a chair, and his head laid on the bed. Ohhh-Emm-Gii!!! That must have been so uncomfortable!
But… that's so sweet of him… falling asleep while holding my hand. I couldn't help but smile and blush to myself. Feeling the chilly morning air, I noticed how he didn't even have a blanket on him.
