Vanylla sniffed something different around her. Something like honey, amber, and musk on her pillow. She felt her heavy head forbade her to open her eyes. She wanted to sleep more. She felt so exhausted.
But slowly, her conscious mind spoke. It made her woke up and tried to aware surround. She was not in her room. She almost jumped and shouted if it's not because an arm coiled around her. But she squealed eventually with a painful voice and lower abdomen.
Mars woke up quickly after she let go of his embrace. Vanylla difficulty tried to sit and pull the duvet through her body. She moved until she fell from the bed and crouched like a scaredy-cat to the corner of the room near the bed.
She started crying and sobbing softly, and she has no more power even to stand. Mars, who woke from his beautiful nice sleeping, saw her cornered in the room beside the bed. He smiled at her and tried to get close.
