The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on Annie's room. Abro woke up slowly, blinking as he took in his surroundings. The events of the previous night flooded back to him, and a warm feeling spread through his chest. He turned to see Annie lying beside him, her hair fanned out on the pillow, a peaceful expression on her face.
Gently, he brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch light as a feather. Annie stirred, her eyes fluttering open. When she saw him, she smiled, a look of contentment on her face.
"Good morning," she murmured, her voice still thick with sleep.
"Good morning," Abro replied, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her forehead. "How did you sleep?"
"Perfectly," Annie said, her smile widening. "And you?"
"I haven't slept that well in a long time," Abro admitted, his heart swelling with affection.
They lay there for a while, simply enjoying each other's presence. The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their little bubble of happiness.
YOU ARE READING
A Little Twisted Romantic Story
RomanceAbro: A first-year high school student who prefers to blend in. He has average looks and average grades. Despite his desire to be unnoticed, he is determined and kind-hearted. Annie: A third-year student, blonde, beautiful, and fiercely independent...
