Keira Leaf leaned on the sofa, not knowing whether it was because she was too tired from the day or because her eyes were so uncomfortable that she couldn't open them anymore. She fell asleep amidst her various thoughts.
Only when sure she was sound asleep did Stuart Truman approach her.
As he got closer, he stood still, staring at her sleeping face for a long time. He couldn't help but raise his hand to gently wipe away a tear stain from her face, a blend of caution and treasured delight, like a child who secretly tasted candy.
Stuart Truman withdrew his hand and gave a faint smile, seemingly satisfied with just that.
After a while, Stuart noticed her awkward position with her neck twisted, her arm pressed, and her occasional light sobbing, he frowned, worried that she would be uncomfortable when she woke up.
After hesitating for a moment, Stuart gently picked her up with the blanket, intending to put her on the bed in the bedroom so she could sleep well for a while.
