Alana
I stirred in my sleep when I felt someone was staring at me. I am even in awe of having such a good night’s sleep. It happened for the first time because I felt safe and secure for the first time too. And the soft bed. It just feels so heavenly.
I opened my eyes and the first thing that I noticed was the pair of gray eyes that were widely staring at me, almost in a state of shock as he held my face.
“Is this really you, our grace?” he asked in the softest tone that I heard someone use on me.
I jumped out of my place and hugged the pillow and immediately backtracked away from him not because I am scared but because of the strange feeling he’s rousing inside me.
How could the eyes of this stranger speak so many emotions to me all at once?
“I’m sorry,” he said when he mistakenl
