The next day, Eve woke up early and went to take her bath and dress up in the closet. Asher woke up next and pulled Hazel's hands off him, but she stubbornly gripped onto him, pulling him back to the bed.
"She is still just as stubborn during sleep as well," Asher thought and gently removed his hand from her grip. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he stood up from the bed, the opened book on the bed catching his attention, and he walked closer to it.
"Witches Spell," the page read, and he picked up the book to read when Eve came out of the closet. Asher quickly dropped the book, pushing it to the middle.
"Good morning, mother," he greeted, and Eve kissed the top of his head.
"Did you sleep well?" she asked, and he nodded his head. She smiled and looked at the book he dropped on the table before turning to him.
