Leonard slowly sat back down, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he realized Ophelia trusted him enough to wear his clothes.
Leonard raised his hand and reached out to caress Ophelia's fair cheek, which has a hint of rosy blush from their intimate moment.
He felt a surge of warmth and affection towards her, grateful for the connection they shared.
They are staring at each other eyes that are contrasting with one another but oddly complementary, creating a sense of harmony between them.
Leonard felt a sense of peace wash over him, knowing that, in Ophelia, he had found someone who truly understood and accepted him.
Ophelia was waiting for Leonard to make a move but was disappointed when he retracted his hand and stood up from the bed.
"I'm getting some clothes," he mutters before leaving Ophelia on the bed as he goes to his walk in closet.
