*Tick-tock*
As the clock ticked softly in the background, Amaya's heart raced with a mix of tenderness and guilt. "Sofy?" she whispered, her voice barely audible in the dimly lit room as Sophia rested heavily on top of her, the warmth of her body a comforting weight. Amaya paused, watching her friend's chest rise and fall in a steady rhythm, and when she realized Sophia was lost in a deep slumber, she carefully shifted her onto the bed, feeling the warmth of her body linger on her skin.
As she placed Sophia on the bed, Amaya's heart ached with tenderness. "I'm sorry for scaring you earlier..." she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. She tucked the blanket around Sophia, the fabric whispering softly as it enveloped her. With a gentle caress, Amaya brushed her fingers along Sophia's cheek, tracing the delicate curve of her jaw. She leaned down, planting a soft kiss on her forehead, feeling the warmth of her skin linger on her lips.
