Amy woke up before dawn after feeling something heavy on her chest which made it difficult for her to breathe. It was Henry's muscular arm weighing down on her chest, while the other one was under her neck serving as her pillow.
She faced him, admiring his handsome face as he sleeps peacefully and it seems like he is having a good dream for there was a faint smile on his face. Amy traced the contour of his face, brows, and lips.
She is overjoyed knowing that from that moment on, there will never be a day in her life that she will wake up alone again. This man in front of her chose her and there's no greater feeling than that.
She doesn't have to be alone again, she doesn't have to face the world on her own. This man will protect her no matter what and she will do the same.
"Love…"
Amy stiffened upon hearing him speak, she waited for a few seconds but nothing followed.
