#Chapter59
Moosa's POV:
She locked it...
She locked her bedroom door again before sleeping.
/"Love her!/" I mumbled.
Smiling, at the thought that she never let her guard down and try not to give an opening for others to take advantage of her. One of the many reasons why I love her.
She doesn't trust you too, Moosa...
My inner voice told me.
/"It's better this way... I shouldn't be trusted when it comes to her./" I mumbled again and swing the key into the lock.
And like many other nights, I sneaked into her room, slowly sat down beside her on the bed, not wanting to wake her from a peaceful sleep. My eyes travelled all over her sleeping form, her long silky hair covering the pillow.... her pale skin,... her slender fingers... her big beautiful eyes... her pink lips... She was beautiful and delicate, more than I imagined.
