Annabelle was so engrossed in the feeling of hugging Theodore that she didn't even realize that Jaemin left a while ago. She was still at it, hugging him tight as if he would evaporate as soon as she released him. Though she was kind of right in her logic, as she was still considering the whole thing as a sweet dream.
Theodore was also silent, enjoying her touch for some reason, patting her back with his palm from time to time. Strange. He was never this comfortable with holding a woman this close. He hated the strong perfume scent of the women around him, especially the nurses at the operation theatre. But somehow, he came to like the lavender scent her body was giving off. Suddenly, he felt a weird urge to dip his face on the crook of her shoulders and sniff that fragrance.
