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I pulled the covers out of my face. It was 8:45 in the morning. The warm summer air filled the room with the smell of the sweet apple scented candle from last night. Last night. It all happened last night. The room was quiet and the only thing that can be heard was the sound of distant seagulls in the beach. Suddenly, a figure emerged from under the covers beside me. Its black hair was undone and its cheeks have pillow creases on them.
I can never forget that face - his eyes, his nose, his everything. I carved his features in my mind since the day I first laid my eyes on him. Like a painter to his masterpiece, I looked at him with great admiration and contemplated to the fortune that he now lay beside me sleeping. I slip under the cover once again. I hugged him and feel his warm skin upon mine. I felt my toes touching his, his hair brushing my cheeks. I felt like he is a part of me as much as I am a part of him.
I never thought it'd be this way. I never thought I'd be here with him today in a soft bed on a summer morning in a vacation house near the beach. I'd never thought I'd love mornings this much. Looking back to where I started, I could never tell, no one could ever tell, that I - a simple speck of dust in the universe could marry a star like Jeon Won Woo.

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