Jane was still lying on the bed with her eyes open and beside her, Henry was lying with her. Henry's regular breath was heard, the man seemed to be fast asleep.
Jane had to lift Henry's hand that was on her hip. The man continued to hold Jane's body. Even when their love game is over, there is a strange feeling when Jane opens her heart again to Henry.
Is it the right choice? Why is Jane now looking like a naughty woman who likes to tease men?
"Hah..!" Jane's sighs sounded heavy, and she cupped her face.
"What exactly am I doing? Why is my life so messed up?" She said slowly with a pessimistic attitude.
Henry woke up when he felt movement on the bed, looked beside him, and saw that Jane was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Jane... what's wrong?" Henry asked who got up from his sleep.
He came closer to Jane and kissed Jane's shoulder with a soft kiss. One of Henry's hands had wrapped around Jane's tiny waist.
