The next morning, Isabella awoke in Tyler’s arms. Despite what had happened the night before, her dreams were peaceful, it was as if the night's event hadn’t happened. As she stared at Tyler’s sleeping face, she couldn’t help but smile and wonder if this was what her future would look like. If so she was happy to welcome it. Her eyes then shifted to his long thick eyelashes. She couldn’t help but feel jealous. Her own lashes were long, but they were nothing compared to his. She then slowly raised her hand and traced it down his face studying every inch of him. When she first saw him she thought he was this Godlike creature that she could never approach, but as she watched him sleep she couldn’t help but smile at how lucky she was.
“Take a picture it’ll last longer,” Tyler said, as he ope
