THE GUY WHO KILLED MY BOYFRIEND
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
Dayne Jamila's POV
The moment I opened my eyes, I've seen Dylan's muscular chest in front of me. When I lifted my face, there I can see that he is sleeping soundly.
What an angelic face!
Last night was full of revelations, and I really don't have an idea how we fell asleep last time.
I observed his face for a while.
"Now, is your last day of staying here handsome, I just wish this could be forever," I whispered.
I really missed him even though we are still together, and because of that, I can't help myself but to hug him.
I felt him move. Oops... I already wake him up.
"S-sorry..." I said in a shy way. Forgive me if I ruined your soundly sleep Dylan.
What I expect is that he will be angry but I am wrong, instead, he smiled at me then pulled me closer to him again.
I buried my face on his neck.
Oh, Dylan! What are you doing to me?
